So here we are. Day 31 of ‘Defining Home in 31 Days.’
It was a teeny-tiny goal in the grand scheme of things, but the fact that I made it to the end carries with it a sense of accomplishment.
Those who have taken part in 31 Days may be able to relate.
We have arrived.
We made it to the end.
Maybe you’ve had other goals you’ve accomplished.
My sister writes novels in 30 days. To reach the end of the month with 50,000 words is a great accomplishment.
Some of you are runners. To train for a race and make it to the finish line feels amazing. (At least, I would imagine … I’ve never actually put myself through such torture.)
If these earthly goals can carry with them such pleasure, imagine what it will be like when we make it to the end of the all-important race.
When we arrive at the goal of our faith, the salvation of our souls.
When we lay down our man-made trophies and pick up the crown of life.
When we, Lord-willing, hear the words, “Well done, good and faithful servant.”
It is purely by His help and sustaining grace that we could ever attain such a goal — not by our own works, but by the grace of God Himself.
And certainly it will not be due to our own accomplishment, but solely because of the One who hung on the cross and declared, “It is finished.”
We won’t be patting ourselves on the back that day for a job well done, but will be praising the One who began a good work and was faithful to complete it.
What joy will fill our hearts when we come to the end of this journey and reach our final destination.
Only then will we be
home, sweet home.
This is Day 31 of ‘Defining Home in 31 Days.’ Tune in tomorrow for a highlights reel.
Photo credit: Pete
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