Come to Mine House.

I wish you could be here right now. I'd love to make a big batch of scones, put the kettle on, and pour some tea all around. Do you ever have those moments where you could use a friend? I mean sure you love e-mailing your friends and receiving their lettes and even talking on the phone but I wish I could just transport you to my doorstep. You don't even have to wipe your feet. I'd love to just have you come in and "sit a spell".

I don't even know where it all began... but I remember my parents talking to each other in a cute way and saying, "Do you want to come to mine house?" And it kind of stuck with me. So at times I'll turn to my honey and say to him, "Do you want to come to mine house?"

Right now, I'm asking you that question... I know you can't really come but I'm just going to pretend. It's not that I'm doing bad, but I miss the comfort of having a friend sit across from me and just being able to chat. I think it's because I've been around some friends lately. I just met with a friend on Saturday and we drank coffee and talked and just enjoyed not having kids for a moment. A friend just visited me last night and we talked till 12:30 last night. She and her two kids just left this morning (have a safe trip Caren!) And I just got off the phone not so long ago with a friend who is like a sister to me. So maybe it's all these great conversations and encouraging times that are prompting me with a longing for more.

I think the real longing, the real ache is for Heaven. I can't wait for us to all be together. To enjoy our Savior. To be finally home. To not worry, stress, compare, criticize, judge, hate, hunger, and tire... but to rest. Truly rest in the love of our Father.

7:9 After this I looked and there before me was a great multitude that no
one could count, from every nation, tribe, people and language, standing
before the throne and in front of the Lamb. They were wearing white robes
and were holding palm branches in their hands.

13 Then one of the elders asked me, "These in white robes--who are they,
and where did they come from?"

14 I answered, "Sir, you know." And he said, "These are they who have come
out of the great tribulation; they have washed their robes and made them
white in the blood of the Lamb.

15 Therefore, "they are before the throne of God and serve him day and
night in his temple; and he who sits on the throne will spread his tent
over them.

16 Never again will they hunger; never again will they thirst. The sun
will not beat upon them, nor any scorching heat.

17 For the Lamb at the center of the throne will be their shepherd; he
will lead them to springs of living water. And God will wipe away every
tear from their eyes."

So the next time I see you, be it here or there... or never again, I know one day we will meet... and we'll be Home.


Ashleigh said…
All I can say Jennifer is that you made me want to cry with this one. It brought back that ache and longing for heaven that I find more and more constant.

By the way, I wish I could come to your house and sit for awhile.
Anonymous said…
Oh Jen,

I have been longing for Heaven so much lately............then I got to the bottom and say your doormat which I have here at the beach house with the GANG......I love you
Reaghan said…
i would love to come by! (maybe this summer)
Me too, i can't wait for heaven either! i think all the time(mainly lately)how much fun it will be to be in Heaven with Jessica (with no pain) i can't wait!!!
love you
Anonymous said…
Excellent post. Let us hunger for Heaven all the more!

love you,

Sara of Sweden said…
Every morning I drink coffee in one of my Starbucks cups. I am starting to get a real collection now.. thanks to my wonderful american sister and fellow Starbucks freak =0) Everytime I grab the cup from the shelf I think of you... and wondering how you, Mike and the kids are doing... and thinking of how far away we all live... but also of how many wonderful memories I have of you! Remember the rooster in East Timor? The crackers and cheese with tea late at night when everyone else was sleeping? I miss you girl! Too much!!! I love you!

Jenn said…

You can come to "mine" house anytime you want!! :)
Bethany said…
What a sweet lovely post Jenn. Love it. You can come to mine house too. And I would love to come to yours but yes if not then we will see each other again someday in our eternal great.
Anonymous said…
I'm on my way in my horse and buggy! -I love your door mat!
Katie Virginia said…
I love you Jennifer :) I wish you coule come to mine house right now too. I'm so grateful for you. I can't wait to see you someday soon!

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