When I go to hotels, I don’t make the bed, clean the room, or care about how much water I use. It is a one or two night dwelling that I do not own. I am only a temporary user. As a result, I don’t show any pride in my living space or sense of connection.
My home is where I care about appearances. I invest in keeping it nice with my time and energy. It is my permanent dwelling. I take pride in how nice it looks and how well it is maintained. Home has emotional connections to the past and contains hopes for the future. The old saying is that “Home is where the heart is.”
The Bible teaches us that life here on earth is temporary, and our home is found in heaven. Grasping that truth will radically change how we approach this life and the things here on earth.
An old song states, “This world is not my home. I’m just passing through. My treasures are laid up somewhere beyond the blue. The angels beckon me from heaven’s open door, and I can’t feel at home in this world anymore.”