In My Father’s House


There are many dwelling places in My Father’s house; if it were not so I should have told you; for I am going there on purpose to prepare a place for you.

~John 14:2, NEB


Whatever is necessary for your eternal happiness will be in heaven.

~Ruth Bell Graham

The Taj Mahal is an ivory-white marble mausoleum on the southern bank of the river Yamuna in the Indian city of Agra. It was commissioned in 1632 by the Mughal emperor Shah Jahan (reigned from 1628 to 1658) to house the tomb of his favorite wife, Mumtaz Mahal; it also houses the tomb of Shah Jahan himself. It took twenty thousand craftsmen twenty years to build this elaborate tomb. Because of the Shah’s love for his favorite wife, he spared no expense in preparing her a resting place.

Jesus is infinitely greater than any Shah and He has gone to prepare a place for us. Ann Graham Lotz has three children and she prepares special things for them when she knows they are coming for a visit. Her son loves ribs cooked on the grill and apple pie so when he walks through the door, there are ribs and an apple pie. If a mother would go to all this trouble to prepare a place for her children, how much more will our Heavenly Father prepare for our arrival. We generally think of home as the place where our mother and father reside but what happens when they are promoted? Well, you feel like you are adrift with no anchor. You become a patriarch when you really don’t desire to be one. But it is all a part of a process as God is preparing us for our real home.

Samuel Morrison was a missionary to Africa. He spent 25 years of his life in Africa and was returning to the states for his retirement. He happened to be on the same boat as president Teddy Roosevelt who was returning from Africa where he had been on a hunting expedition. When the huge ship docked in New York, there was a massive crowd, with bands, banners, and lots of cameras and reporters. Samuel had to wait for the president to go ashore and then he was allowed to get off the ship. There was no one there to greet him and amidst the crowd, he could not find a taxi. In his mind, he began to complain to the LORD: the president has been in Africa two weeks killing wild animals and he is hailed as a hero and the whole country has turned out to welcome him home. I’ve been in Africa 25 years serving You and not one soul is here to greet me and welcome me home. Then Samuel heard God speak, “You are not home yet.” Can you imagine the welcome Samuel got when he did get to his FATHER’S HOUSE?

Pray for those suffering from the virus and continue to pray for President Trump. Have a great day and weekend. Thanks for reading the blog.

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