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Home Again, Home Again

There is a unique feeling I acquire when pulling up in my driveway after a long day of being away. Often I can find myself saying a little phrase that I learned when I was a young girl. “Home again, home again, jiggidy jog.” Not having an idea of what it means, I like the way it sounds when the ignition is turned off and I begin to pick up my belongings and head inside.

Home. There is no place like it. Vacations are wonderful and time with friends are truly special but the sensation that takes over when I put the key in the door and enter my house is at the top of my feel good list.

I can totally relate to Dorothy in the Wizard of Oz when she taps her shoes together and repeats the phrase over and over, “There is no place like home. There is no place like home.”

I have been giving my love for home a lot of thought in the last couple of weeks. What is it about having a tiny space on this earth that we can call our own so appealing? And why did God design us to have a home where we can return to and rest from our day’s ventures?

The New Living Translation of John 14:2 says, “There is more than enough room in my Father’s home. If this were not so, would I have told you that I am going to prepare a place for you?”

Did I hear this correctly? Is Jesus preparing a place for me in his Father’s home? A space just for me? I can’t even imagine how incredible it will be to have a place in heaven. One that Jesus has personally created for me.

I also wonder if our earthly home is just a shadow of what our real home will be like. Did God design us to love our homes as preparation for how we will feel about our heavenly ones? If this is true, when we get to the other side, and I am just arriving to my new spiritual residence, you will know it’s me when you hear, “Home again home again, jiggidy jog.”

Published by Cora Darrah

Hello. My name is Cora. I live in Durham, North Carolina with my husband and two French Bulldogs, Vern and Bee. For thirty-two years, I taught children with unique needs. When I was eligible for retirement, I decided it was time to explore life from a different perspective. So with pen and paper, I have taken up blogging about two of the most extraordinary pets I know. More important than my pooches, is my relationship with God. I love God! He has blessed me with the gift of writing and I want to share what he is teaching me as I look through the eyes of four legged friends. So if you would like to experience how God works in all his creatures, join us on our adventure! When I first started blogging, my Frenchie, Carl inspired me through his crazy antics. But as life has it, Carl had to leave this world at the tender age of four. After a period of mourning for my little guy, I brought Vern home where he has ruled the roost. Oh, did I mention Bee, the Frenchie with a girl attitude and enough spunk to keep Vern in line. Come along beside us as we dive into God’s word and learn morsels of the treasures that only the scriptures can teach us. Vern and Bee would love to get to know you as well, so please feel free to follow us and share your comments….

One thought on “Home Again, Home Again

  1. Hey, Cora,
    The nursery rhyme that I remember from childhood is:
    “To market, to market to buy a fat pig, home again, home again, jiggidy jig.
    “To market, to market to buy a fat hog, home again, home again jiggidy jiddidy jog.”

    Mary

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