Just dreaming and hoping

“Let not your hearts be troubled. Believe in God; believe also in me. In my Father's house are many rooms. If it were not so, would I have told you that I go to prepare a place for you? And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again and will take you to myself, that where I am you may be also. And you know the way to where I am going.” Thomas said to him, “Lord, we do not know where you are going. How can we know the way?” Jesus said to him, “I am the way, and the truth, and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me. If you had known me, you would have known my Father also. From now on you do know him and have seen him.” John 14:1-7

Tonight I've been dreaming and thinking about Ashlynn and Home.

I remember when I was a young child I would wait eagerly for my mom to come get me after work.  At my grandma's house, I'd stand on my tip toes on her couch watching out the window when time drew near for her arrival.  Grandma would always say, "A watched pot never boils!"  I would then try to distract myself playing with toys.  The distraction never lasted long and I always found myself back at the window watching and waiting.

I know that God's glory and love consumes my baby, Ashlynn, but I can't help but wonder, "When it's time will she be peeking out of the window of the mansion of glory looking for me to come Home?  When she sees me in the distance, will she come running as fast as she can behind Jesus to greet me at Heaven's Gate? Maybe she's painting me a picture as she waits."

Thank you, Jesus, for going before us and for preparing us a room in your house.  Thank you for making a way for us to get Home by giving your life for us.  I long for the day to see you face to face and be Home at last.  Help me to be faithful here as I wait for you to come and bring me Home.