Fence Post Devotionals

Coming Home

“There’s plenty of room on My Father’s spread; if it weren’t so I would tell ya. I’m goin’ there to get a place ready and fittin’ for every single one of y’all. You can hang your hats on this; if I go to get a place ready for ya, I’ll be a-ridin’ back My own self to fetch ya so where I am there y’all will be too” (John 14:2-3). The Gospel of John Cowboy Style

Life down here can feel a lot like driftin’ from one camp to another. We pitch our tents, we work hard, we love folks along the way — but deep inside, we know we ain’t meant to stay. Jesus told His followers not to get too settled in this world, ’cause our real home’s somewhere far better. He said He was headin’ out ahead of us to get things ready — a place built by His own hands, where the dust never rises, the tears never fall, and the night never comes.

Reminds me of a story about an old missionary couple who’d spent near forty years servin’ the Lord in a faraway land. They gave up comfort, family, and most of what this world calls success — just to share the Gospel with folks who’d never heard the name of Jesus. When their work was done, they boarded a ship to head home to America.

Wouldn’t you know it, there was a famous American diplomat on that same ship — one of those big names everybody reads about in the papers. When the ship docked, the harbor was packed. A brass band was playin’, reporters were snappin’ pictures, and the crowd cheered when that diplomat stepped ashore.

But when the old missionary and his wife walked off the gangplank, there wasn’t a soul waitin’ for ’em. No band. No banners. No welcome home. They grabbed their worn-out suitcases, found a cheap little hotel room, and that night the missionary knelt by the bed and prayed,

“Lord, I don’t understand. I’ve spent my life servin’ You. I gave You everything I had. And now, when I come home, there’s nobody to welcome me.”

And right there in the quiet, the Lord spoke to his heart and said,

“My child… you’re not home yet.”

That’s the truth we all need to hold onto. This world can be mighty rough — there’ll be times when it feels like nobody notices the miles you’ve ridden for the Lord. But friend, don’t you lose heart. The day’s comin’ when the trail ends, the dust settles, and the Lord Himself will meet you at Heaven’s gate.

There will be a differnt kind of crowd, and music like you’ve never heard — and Jesus waitin’ with open arms sayin’, “Welcome home.”

On that day, every lonely mile will be worth it. The band’ll play, the angels’ll sing, and we’ll finally be where we belong — home with Him, forever.

Reflection Question

Are you ridin’ for the brand of this world, or are you keepin’ your eyes fixed on the home trail — the one that leads straight to Jesus?

Closing Prayer

Lord Jesus, thank You for promisin’ us a home that’ll never wear out or blow away. When the journey gets long and the trail gets rough, remind us that we’re just passin’ through. Keep us faithful on the ride, and help us to look ahead to that day when You’ll meet us at Heaven’s gate and say, “Welcome home.” In Your precious name we pray, Amen.