# THIS IS NOT OUR HOME

In John 14: 2-3 it states: In My Father’s house are many mansions; if it were not so, I would have told you. I go to prepared a place for you. And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again and receive you to Myself; that where I am, there you may be also. It seems that when the Lord spoke to us sometimes He loved to use parables, sometimes he liked to beat around the bush and sometimes He went straight for the throat. He was God and He knew exactly what those present needed to hear and also what we needed to read today. Very simply put, this is not our home. Regardless of how much we are enjoying this life once we are born on this earth we start the gradual and for some the fastest way to leave this place one way or another. No one is guaranteed a particular departure date or how it will all end for each one as individuals. Some might die together all at once if they are all in a particular place at the same time but how we do this nobody can predict. Some might say their last prayer and some might not know what hit them with a speeding bullet. One way or another we are just renting our little place on this earth. Nobody is owner of one single hair on their head. We come with nothing and we will certainly leave with nothing also. Why is this? Because again I repeat that this is not our home. If one goes to a friend’s house for the night, they just can’t pick up things that don’t belong to them and decide to take them when they leave. This whole life of ours is like one night compared to eternity. If we can’t take whatever we like when we leave our friend’s house for one night then we can’t do this during our short time on this earth. Most of us act like we can though. We try to accumulate all that we can only to have to leave it for the next one that comes after us. Whether we have to leave it to one of our relatives or to someone else it doesn’t make a difference. Eventually down the line nobody but nobody can take anything that doesn’t belong to them. This includes every square inch of one’s body. Our true home is where we have tried to send our treasures to. Some will have a mansion waiting for them and others just a shack. Someone was showing somebody their place in heaven for all eternity and they were shown a place with walls made of cardboard and a dirt floor with no roof. When asked why it didn’t look like the ones that others were shown Peter responded by saying that they did the best that they could with what little they sent up there for them to build it with. Where are treasures are is where our hearts are. If we realize where our true home is really at then we will do things differently while we are living on this earth. Regardless of how many things one has accumulated here there is no U-Haul truck that one sees following a hearse. There is only so much room in a casket and even this has to be buried someplace on this earth and is not taken away to some other planet and put in storage. Somebody though has gone ahead of us and is making room for us to dwell with Him forever. The invitation has been made to us in different ways with different words. We just need to listen with our hearts more than our ears. We need to feel more than see what our eyes are capable of seeing. If we look around nobody has lived longer than the time that they were supposed to have lived. Nobody has taken anything with them. Nobody has come back because this life was their real home. This must mean that they are where they were meant to be from the beginning.