Since October 5, Scott and I have been in northern Minnesota, spending time with his mother as she had knee replacement surgery. She is doing well, and our daughter, Mandy, took this opportunity to come for a visit. Mandy and I also took a day trip to my family farm in northeastern North Dakota. I remember waking up each morning on the farm, listening to the cottonwood leaves rustle in the breeze. (Spring, summer, and fall of course. I don’t like to talk about winter in North Dakota!) I love cottonwoods. Yes, I know there are other trees that are more majestic, have prettier leaves, and live longer, but I believe my fondness comes from my early years and from warm experiences of my home.

We walked through the empty house. (My mother has been spending winters with my sister in Virginia.) There was a slight musty smell and a chill in the air. As we walked from one room to the next, we shared
memories of morning coffee and late-night talks. More memories were awakened as we walked around the property. We passed the sheep shed, the chicken coop, and the barn, and my thoughts went to all the forts my sisters and brother and I built. What an imagination we had! Mandy laughed as she recalled playing with cousins and helping Grandma in the garden.

It was heartwarming, going home. I had an ideal childhood and wonderful memories. No matter where I live, coming home to the farm gives me a sense of belonging. I’ve grown up, married, and moved multiple times. I’ve called many places home and have felt safe and happy wherever God has placed me, but I love returning to the place of my childhood.

I know this world is not my home. Heaven is my home. I have no doubt that when I enter through the gates of heaven, I will experience an even greater joy than I have when I drive to the family farm. I love that God gifts us with glimpses of heaven here on earth. I love that He gives us family and friends. I love that He, through grace alone, gives us His Word, so that we will always know we are loved, and that we have a home with Him in heaven. He is with me here on earth and He will welcome me into heaven.

I look forward to an eternity with my Savior, and I thank my Creator for giving me snapshots of home and security in a world with so many dark alleys.

Today, and always, we are surrounded by HIS grace,
Debbie