My Home is in God

I had an interesting dream a few weeks back…..

I was once again living at my parent’s home, however, at one point I realized it wasn’t the same house.

The furniture was the same, giving the appearance of familiarity. My sister was in the dream and she cried, “It isn’t the same.” I was awakened at 4am as I began to whimper in my sleep. My very first thought at that moment was, “I am not at home with myself.”


I’ve recently found myself in an unlikely place. A place that wasn’t home. Away from my Father’s house, like the prodigal son. During that time I prayed, “God, do not let me slip from your hands.” And He did not. His always-timely-saving-grace swept me off the ground.

Though it hurts, I was basically forced to make a decision I had no desire to. But I knew obedience was of far greater importance. I knew I had to go back home because I didn’t have peace where I was. I wasn’t at home with myself. I wasn’t at home with my Father. On the exterior I appeared to be the same, the furniture was the same. But I knew things were different. I was living in a world that seemed sweet and filled with colors, but doubts and feelings of guilt often crept in.

It’s hard to let go when you do not want to. Even more so when the situation in itself has not invited you out the door. It was still welcoming you. Being hospitable. Giving you a room to stay. It was still trying to make you comfortable. Putting slippers on your feet. It wanted you to stay. But this mysterious cord of God’s mercy, as if tied at the waist, will pull you out of these seemingly pleasant situations to take you back home. You may kick and scream, but in due time you will see that once again His great love has graciously hemmed you in.

In His arms alone we find rest. In His arms alone we are home.


“My people will live in peaceful dwelling places, in secure homes, in undisturbed places of rest.” Isaiah 32:18

“But our citizenship is in heaven. And we eagerly await a Savior from there, the Lord Jesus Christ,” Philippians 3:20


May your day be graciously adventurous,

Tati ā¤

3 thoughts on “My Home is in God

  1. Bri Jimenez

    Such a moving post. Iā€™m not going to lie, my eyes got a bit teary and my heart filled with hope that we can always return home. šŸ’›

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