I have been homesick for many years. You see my home is not here on this earth. My home is special to me. It is where I was born. I was raised on this earth and have lived a better part of a century. But I do not belong on this earth. I am a stranger in a foreign land. I have never been at home here on this earth. My family have gone home, and I want to be with them. But I know that I am needed here and now. My family that are alive here need me. And my work for God is not over yet. But sometimes it is just hard to live on this earth. I have been home several times in this lifetime. I could only stay a little while. But my time in heaven was beyond description. When the saints in heaven began to sing the Song of the Redeemed, I began to shake. The song was so beautiful. This is why the angels stop and listen as the saint’s sing. I am not the only person who is homesick for heaven. The Apostle Paul wrote about it in his letter to the Philippians. My Father, God, is calling me home. And my desire to go home is getting stronger.
Philippians 1:20-21 According to my earnest expectation and my hope, that in nothing I shall be ashamed, but that with all boldness, as always, so now also Christ shall be magnified in my body, whether it be by life, or by death.
For to me to live is Christ, and to die is gain.
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