“Yes, we are fully confident, and we would rather be away from these earthly bodies, for then we will be at home with the Lord.” ~ II Corinthians 5:8
Today marked another earthly milestone my late husband has missed: his youngest sister’s high school graduation party. Things like this tend to highlight what’s missing, and our hearts all grieve over the loss.
On days like today, I often find myself telling God how much I wish he could be here, to hug us, to be with us. I usually throw in that I don’t really care how this is impossible, that I promise not to question things, but just to let him come home for a day.
At this point, God typically reminds me that I have things backward: my husband is home. It is me that is still away. Earth isn’t our home; my house isn’t a permanent dwelling. Heaven is where I should be longing to be, instead of trying to wish my husband back to earth. Heaven is our real home.