It has always been a strange thing for me to return to Northern Ireland, the place of my birth. I was only four years old when my family emigrated from Belfast to Canada. I have lived 47 years in my adopted country. By every reasonable expectation, Canada ought to be the place where I feel most comfortable. Yet every time I come to Northern Ireland, I come home. I cannot adequately explain this sensation, but there is a feeling that I get here that I get nowhere else in the world. It is home.
I sometimes wonder if this is a tiny bit like what it will be my first day in heaven. Though I may live 60, 70 or even 80 years in his world, I will immediately feel at home when I cross the threshold of Glory. Though I have not been there yet, I believe that I will feel more at home than I have ever felt in this world.
I sometimes wonder if this is a tiny bit like what it will be my first day in heaven. Though I may live 60, 70 or even 80 years in his world, I will immediately feel at home when I cross the threshold of Glory. Though I have not been there yet, I believe that I will feel more at home than I have ever felt in this world.
So we are always of good courage. We know that while we are at home in the body we are away from the Lord, for we walk by faith, not by sight. Yes, we are of good courage, and we would rather be away from the body and at home with the Lord. (2Co 5:6-8 ESV)
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