pilgrims no more


“And Jesus took him by the hand, and lifted him up.”
~Mark 9:27~

Today my Grandpa and Grandma are having a going away party.  She’s said they’re expecting over 150 people to come and say goodbye before they permanently move from their home in New York State down to Florida to live with my aunt.  There are supposed to be people from all walks of their life, including many of the original Clermont Bible church people who have remained friends with them their entire lives.

I’m sorry to miss the party.  A month ago it seemed like the thing I absolutely could not miss.  I needed to be there with Jess and Liz, Grandpa and Grandma, the DiRenzo’s and DiMauro’s and Link’s and Sauter’s and Roy and Geenie and everybody there to sing the Clermont hymns together one more time all together on this earth.  I gradually developed a peace, however, that I didn’t need to be there.  I needed to be here.

We’re hoping to make it down to Florida in August after camp.  I thought that would give my grandparents something to look forward to, some way to know that even though it is, home is not a place, or at least, it isn’t bound to a town or a temporal place.  The heavens are His throne, the earth is His footstool, and God’s heart stretches out and beats across the entire spinning world.  Home is where God is, and where God is, I am home.


When we’ve been there ten thousand years
Bright shining as the sun
We’ve no less days to sing God’s praise
Than when we first begun.


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