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.

Revelation
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.