"We ... carry our home with us...."

Where Do You Live?

There is something of the snail about all of us. Not its relative speed, but the fact that its home is always with it. We, too, carry our home with us—not as a physically definable place but as our sense of security and love.

In the face of desolation or despair, lack or loneliness, we can realize this. Christ Jesus' parable of the prodigal son can remind us that man's home is perpetually in the Father's presence, in the consciousness of His love. The younger son seemed cut off from his home—by riotous living in a distant country, and then by want. Yet, when he returned, "his father saw him, and had compassion, and ran, and fell on his neck, and kissed him." To the elder son, the one preoccupied with a human sense of duty, the father said, "Son, thou art ever with me, and all that I have is thine." Luke 15:20, 31;

Both the prodigal and his brother began by relating to circumstances and things rather than to the actual substance of their father's beneficence. The younger looked for a merry-go-round of a home full of material attraction; the elder did not look beyond the substance of a material heritage. Neither realized that he needed only to look to God to supply his needs at every point and place.

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