Read Philippians 3:1-21
“All these people were still living by faith when they died. They did not receive the things promised; they only saw them and welcomed them from a distance. And they admitted that they were aliens and strangers on earth” (Hebrews 11:13).
Where was “home” for Abraham and Sarah? Abraham grew up in Ur of the Chaldeans. In fact, he and Sarah spent the early years of their married life there. They likely had some fond memories of Ur. But it wasn’t “home.”
Haran had a special place in their heart, too. They had not only lived there but had also buried Abraham’s dad, Terah, there. But Haran wasn’t “home.”
Then God promised them a vast land. They headed out not knowing where they were going, but they were fully informed once they arrived. “This is it!” God said. Still, that wasn’t “home.”
A famine took them to Egypt. Not only did they find food there, but they also acquired great wealth there. But the land of the Nile did not become “home.”
There was the place where their son Isaac was born and Machpelah near Mamre where Sarah and Abraham were buried. But even those locations within the land God had promised did not earn the name “home” for them.
Truth is, Abraham and Sarah, like you and me, were aliens and strangers on earth. They didn’t settle in where they were or try to return to where they came from. By faith, they had their eyes set on a heavenly home.
If you are a follower of Christ, you can make that same claim. You don’t belong here. Your citizenship is in heaven. You are just passing through.
The challenge is to move those statements from the realm of Sunday morning realization to Thursday evening reality . . . to make it more than a matter of understanding and allow it to become a way of life. Your ultimate satisfaction is not found on earth or in what this world has to offer. It will be experienced in a home prepared by Jesus (Jn. 14:1-6) found in a city prepared by the Father (Heb. 11:16).
Aliens and strangers still have to live in the foreign country. They have to work and eat and sleep and laugh and relate to others. But there is an inner longing that keeps them focused their real “home.” Do you live with that inner longing?