Reminders Of Home

My oldest is getting ready to go back to school.  I hate it when she has to go; saying good bye is hard.  I know that she loves her school and her house mates which makes it easier, but I miss seeing her every day.  I miss doing those little things for her that say ‘I love you.’

goodie-bagSo whenever she leaves, I send her with goodies from home.  Sometimes it’s leftovers from her favorite meals we had during her visit.  Sometimes it’s homemade spaghetti sauce.  Sometimes it’s something just for fun that she wouldn’t get for herself.  No matter what it is, it’s a reminder of home. A reminder that I love her, I’m thinking of her, and I’m available if she needs me.

I need those loving reminders, too, because life is hard!  Things don’t always go the way I planned.  And despite my telling death to go away, it still comes for those I love.   I need reminders that I am loved and cherished.  Reminders that I am thought of regularly.  Reminders that I’m not on my own.

Jesus is my reminder.

He reminds me that God loves me even when I’m not feeling lovable; for God so loved the world that He sent His only Son.  He reminds me that God thinks of me; He makes plans for my life for my good and His glory.  He reminds me that I’m not alone; God is with me always.  He even reminds me that this is not my home, but that He has prepared a place for me where He will wipe my tears, there will be no more death and mourning, and I will be with Him for eternity.

Reminders of home, we all need them.

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