Let Me Go Home

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Home. What is home? The word home is used in many different contexts, but which context is true? What do you think of when someone says “home?” Is it a house? A place? Is it the comfort of certain people? I have seen quite a few posts and comments across social media these last four weeks about coming home. “Good to be home!” “Wish we weren’t going home yet.” Etc… But it was one post this week that really tugged on a heart string, “…longing for home.” As if to say, “Dear God, please…I just want to go home.”

I love the comfort of my own house, but home for me is my family. I love my family and honestly, wherever they are is home to me. There is no better feeling than coming home. But, what if home changes? Unfortunately, one of the realities of our mortality is that you and I—and the people we love—will not always be around. But what happens then? Are the ones we love gone forever? What about the grief you and I feel? The looming vacancy in our lives where that person once lived; how does that get filled? How does my home get rebuilt?

“He will swallow up death forever. The Sovereign Lord will wipe away the tears from all faces; he will remove his people’s disgrace from all the earth. The Lord has spoken.” (Isaiah 25:8 NIV)

My friends, we have been blessed with the gift of eternal salvation. Jesus conquered death on the cross and one day I will not only see Him, but also those you and me long so dearly to see. One day we will be forever home.

I believe that with every fiber of my being and it is a foundation of comfort that I lean upon especially when someone I love is called home. However, there is still the sorrow of today that we must endure. Since I believe in the life everlasting does that make losing someone I love more bearable than perhaps someone who does not believe the same? No…then again perhaps yes. No, the loss of a loved one is an undeniably painful experience. The closer you are to the person the more their loss hurts. To deny this as well as many of the other accompanying emotions would be absurd. Yes, when I am able to step back and look at what has happened, I can ascertain the Lord has called one of His children home just as He will me when He is ready.

But our humanity instills in us a question that I would argue has undoubtedly been asked throughout time; why? Why this person? Why now? In my search to answer this question long before now I discovered this verse:

“As the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways and my thoughts than your thoughts.” (Isaiah 55:9 NIV)

As a parent I can relate to this. Think of the things we do and do not let our children do. We let them do the things that will be good for them and try to eliminate those that will not. Why? Because we love them and we know what is best for them. But that doesn’t mean our children understand our decision does it? No. In fact, it is just the opposite. Since they cannot comprehend the why behind our decision they become upset. It generally is not until later in life that kids can appreciate the decisions made by parents because it is at this point they understand the why.

Truth: God does have a plan. Truth: I don’t always understand it. But for my confusion there is a promise of hope. A promise of an eternal home. With that, I pray that you would find comfort in knowing that the Father of all creation has a reason for calling each and every one of His children home when He does.

I would find myself honored to listen to how you have dealt with the loss of a loved one.

14 Comments

  1. Marsha Peth

    I picture the person I love up in heaven walking toward Jesus who has His arms wide open and a big smile on His face. I envision that person is getting this great “Congratulations” from God and the best reward. I want to the best for that person I love and I know that they are getting the best in heaven.

    Plus, when I have been so sad God just kept sending blessings my way. He always provided everything I needed. He has this way of knowing when I need a hug or a cup of tea or a surprise bit of sunshine and then He sends someone or something to help. Jesus loves us, this I know.

    • David Fabian Author

      That’s a great way to look at Marsha. It certainly put a smile on my face just thinking about that scene.

      Isn’t amazing how when we are at the edge, God re-energizes us in the most unforeseen way.

      Thank you so much for your response.

  2. Mary Lou Hartnett

    Thank you David. Your words are very comforting. I will be looking for responses from others about how they have dealt with the loss of a loved one. The love and prayers we have received from our brothers and sisters at First Trinity is one way we know God is taking of us.

    • Sophie Myers

      David,
      I opened this email on the night before we will bury by brother’s wife. She was 46 and died suddenly last Thursday at “home”. She leaves behind in shock a 17 year old son and a 16 year old and 11 year old daughters. Everyone is in shock. I know the feeling. 9 years ago I lost my husband of 39 years suddenly, then five years later my 21 year old grand-daughter also suddenly. It was after her death that I joined First Trinity Lutheran Church getting the faith back that I lost as a child when a favorite uncle commited suicide and was buried on the weekend of my First Communion. Death didn’t stop with my Grand-daughter. Two years ago within 2 months of each other my parents passed away and now my brother has lost his wife. My brother and his wife have not been in a church since their wedding. The youngest child wasn’t baptized. With the death of our parents, my brother and Sheila decided to go back to church and have the children confirmed and the youngest is going to make her first communion. I think death has brought us all closer to God.

      • David Fabian Author

        Sophie, I am both at a loss for words discovering the loss you have been through over the last decade. But then again I am overjoyed that you and your family have been able to find God’s love through an arguably tragic situation. It is amazing how God light can shine through even the darkest of situations. May God bless you and your family and wrap His loving arms around you always.

    • David Fabian Author

      Mary Lou, I think I can, if I may be so bold, speak for everyone at First Trinity and say our hearts still ache for you and your family. With that, if you and your family can find comfort in these words then to God be the Glory. Your First Trinity family stands ready to help whenever needed.

  3. Susan Steege

    Awwww, David. So well-written. I suspect mine was the “longing for home” post you saw. I felt it in every bone of my body. A longing to be with the people and congregation I love at this time of great loss. Thanks for your words. Beautiful.

    • David Fabian Author

      You caught me Sue. It broke my heart to read the distress that was behind those words. Perhaps because it was you who said it, perhaps because I could completely relate to it. Probably both. I thank God often you are with us.

      As for the blog post, thank you, but to God be the Glory always.

  4. Wendy Binkley

    For me, faith is so important. As I watched my mom suffer and slowly go downhill, I knew her time for Heaven was coming. My faith assures me of that fact. When she passed, I knew she was in Heaven with God and the suffering was over, which gave me a peace that most of the world cannot understand.

    • David Fabian Author

      Thank you for your response Wendy. I have a really good friend who went through a very similar situation and is still wrestling with the question of faith. I pray that one day this friend will experience the same peace you describe.

  5. Beth

    David.
    What a beautiful article. My son and his family live in Texas. Last October Adam was in town for business and I went back with him for a visit. On the way there I asked him if he felt Texas or Buffalo was home. His answer, “for now it’s Texas because that’s where my family is”.

    My husband died 4 years ago from cancer. The day before he died he said he was afraid and didn’t know what to do. I told him he didn’t need to worry. Jesus would come, pick him up in his arms and carry him to heaven and his parents, and grandparents would be there to greet him. Jesus took him “home”. I believe that. There is comfort in knowing I will see them again when I go to my eternal home.

    • David Fabian Author

      Beth, thank you so much for sharing. What a beautiful vision of peace you gave to your husband. I am sure he so greatly appreciated it. Isn’t knowing we will see our Loved ones again standing and waiting with our Lord and Savior a calming breeze among the storm?

  6. Susie Stenson

    I have been going through the long, difficult grief journey for two years now and have been able to make it through, one day at a time, with my strong faith, my trust in the Lord, my dear family and my supportive friends by my side. The Lord has been carrying me since the minute my husband died suddenly and he continues to show me just how strong my faith is and how it has guided me through the tough days and nights. I knew for sure Jesus was standing by me as I stood on the side of the road waiting for the ambulance when I asked the woman who stopped to help me what her name was and she said it was “Angel”. The Lord is still carrying me and I have experienced many Jesus sightings throughout the past two years that still amaze me, some I can pinpoint and some I can just feel him close by helping me to make the right decisions and go in the right direction. So now as I continue my journey I’m hoping to help others who are on this difficult path to see that Jesus will be helping them make it through one step and one day at a time. Some day soon I will be strong enough to walk by his side, but until then I will let him continue to carry me. Thank you David for sharing your beautiful thoughts on “Going Home” …. you warmed my healing heart.

    • David Fabian Author

      Susie, I am once again speechless. Thank you for sharing your journey of faith and healing. I find comfort in your story so I can only imagine how it will help others going through the same. Your response reminds me of the poem Footprints. Truly inspiring. Thank you for sharing.

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