Beloved child, life is not a bed of roses. No matter how I wish to tell you that you could have everything you desire in this life, such cannot be so.
For you are still a pilgrim here my child, and life is but a journey towards your true home.
True, there will be pleasant surprises along the way. You will meet friends and you will see many wonderful things. But each beautiful scenery is passing. Each sunset, no matter how glorious, soon fades away into the night.
But take heart! For I am with you. And though each scenery you gaze upon is soon but a memory, the pain you feel cannot last as well.
Bear your crosses for now. Bear them with hope! Know that you are not lost nor are you bound to remain forever wandering and searching for your true home. Wait for me and I shall take you where I am. And there, in that heavenly home, no one could ever take away your joy!
The thing about hope is that it’s a positive force that shines the most when it’s dark. When everything’s going well, we hardly notice it’s there. But when things go against us, when our dreams fade and when we see no immediate reprieve from our troubles, that’s when hope does its best work for us.
"Where Hope Can Be Found"
2 replies on “We Are Still Pilgrims Longing For Our Home”
Hi Jocelyn .. that’s a wonderful post – so true .. and at the moment I do feel hope as I tread the very rocky path .. life has been tricky .. but I’ve kept positive ..
Have a great weekend .. Hilary
I was wondering why u posted this on my page lol… I see. I didn’t even hear my verse on this? recording, lol.