This missions life has highlighted in hundreds of ways how thankful I am that my citizenship in heaven is a real, powerful promise.
The struggle of this need for belonging, for home is a daily reality for missionaries.
“So, where are you from?” asked the man sitting next to me on the plane.
A perfectly normal question.
In fact, we get asked this question all the time.
It is getting increasingly harder to find an answer.
I could say Grand Rapids because that is where our stuff is in storage and we have family there.
I could say Dayton because that is where we own a house.
I could give the easy, “We are pastors in Ohio.” Although, technically, we aren’t any more.
I could say, “Well, Jeremy is from Iowa and I’m from Michigan.” which is a terribly broad answer.
I could even say, “We live in our van.”
Which is probably the most accurate.
The answers get more difficult because if I answer one question then the next question is, “What do you do?”
Well, I could say we work with kids.
I could say we are missionaries to West Africa.
I could say we are raising support to get to Africa.
The interesting looks on peoples faces at these answers is almost comical.
Mostly because what we do doesn’t match up with where we live or where we happen to be in that moment.
People don’t run into people like us everyday.
Even if I give a long, full answer with where we are from, where we are going, how long it is taking us to get there and that yes, we bring our children along on this adventure too…
People usually don’t want an answer that long.
Where are we from? Where do we live? What do we do?
These usually simple questions are now extremely complicated with long answers and difficult conversations.
I’ve come to a realization though.
My real answer should be heaven and we are here on Kingdom business.
Now that we depend fully on the body of Christ.
Now that we have moved across the ocean.
Stripping it all away.
Keeping only what is necessary.
Giving up our hold on earthly things.
Letting only what is eternal have any value.
I can clearly see that heaven really is our home.
I can honestly say that I long for my home in heaven.
I can work hard at our task here because that is what leads us closer to the coming of our true King.
Heavenly home. Citizenship in heaven.
That is what is of importance.
And to think that we are all supposed to live with this attitude.
We are all supposed to know that our home is heaven and that our work here is Kingdom work.
I guess I’ve known it and believed it and felt it.
But, until recently… I didn’t get it like I do now.
I didn’t feel it as desperately or as realistically as I should have.
Now I feel it.
Where is your home? and What do you do? Do you daily remember your citizenship in heaven?