There's No Place like Home

I thoroughly enjoyed our vacation time in Pittsburgh, but it really feels good to be sleeping in my own bed again. The full size bed Robby and I shared at Mom's was a challenge for two people used to sleeping on a California-King pillow top. I'll be accused of exaggerating, but Robby slept like he was tied to the four posts of the bed while I curled up in the leftover space on the very edge between his arm and his leg. He slept fine of course, but he wondered why I stayed in bed so long after he got up!


While I was stretching out in my big bed last night I was reminded of a truth I often forget. Like a guest from out of town, we too are visitors in a strange and sometimes uncomfortable place. I never questioned the oddities of my Mother's house because I knew it wasn't organized for me. I didn't get aggravated with the situation because I knew we were only staying there temporarily. Instead, I focused on what I was there for, enjoying some time with my family who I don't see as often as I would like.


It's comforting to know that this life on earth is only a temporary stop on my Heavenly journey. The discomforts and difficulties will one day be replaced with profound joy and contentment. One day I will find myself "stretched out" on the streets of Heaven finally realizing the true meaning of the popular phrase "there's no place like home". Until then I will try to focus on what I am here for. Learning to be a reflection of the Savior I serve and sharing the Good News wherever I go.