I have been memorising Hebrews 11. I am always challenged and inspired by its catalogue of men and women of faith. These righteous ones did not consider this earth their home. They “confessed that they were strangers and pilgrims on the earth.”

I had to think about that. What could that mean for me? Memories and lessons from our last year as travelers or “pilgrims,” impressed themselves on my heart.

I remember the days leading up to our departure for America. Before we were even sure whether or not we were going I remember thinking, “I would really love to have a hand blender.” I also needed to replace my food processor.

But I did neither. There was that possibility that we would be leaving the country soon and I knew I couldn't take them with me. So I went without.

During our stay in America, I bought only those things that I felt I really needed. After all, we would be leaving soon and I couldn't take much with me.

This earth is not my home. I don't expect to be here much longer. And the only thing I can take with me is my character. I hear God’s voice speaking to my heart, reminding me not to spend all my resources, thoughts and affections here. The message in Colossians 3:2 convicts me, “Set your affection on things above, not on things on the earth.”

O Father, thank You for reminding me of where my true citizenship is! O that I might always remember this! Take my heart and my affections. Place my attention and desire on the better country, which is my true home. Grant that the heavenly world will become more real to me. And prepare me, I pray to be a faithful citizen of that place!

Beulah Land
I'm kind of homesick for a country
To which I've never been before.
No sad goodbyes will there be spoken,
For time won't matter anymore.

Beulah land I am longing for you,
and someday on thee I’ll stand
There my home shall be eternal.
In Beulah Land, Sweet Beulah land
(c) Squire Parsons