A Special Home

by Richard Mansel, managing editor
blizzard3.jpgDrew remembered the crash and the horrific screams of his parents before they died. He fought with all of his energy to force open the back window, so he could escape.
Every ounce of his body hurt but his heart carried the deeper wound. He was an orphan now without any family to call his own.
Twelve year-old Drew was lost in the snow and he was terrified. The temperature was dropping and the snow seemed to be getting worse. He wrapped his thin coat tighter around his body and wondered what would become of him.
Staggering forward, he stepped into the deepening snow and fell hard on his right side. He lay there a moment before he could get back up. Continuing to move forward, his stomach rumbled and his legs wavered. He wondered how much strength remained in his tank.
Wiping snow from his eyes, he saw a flicker of light ahead. Adrenaline propelled him through the blowing snow. The light grew brighter as he moved forward. His body screamed with fatigue but he kept putting one foot before the other. Soon a large house with yellow lights streaming from the windows appeared on the horizon.
Filled with hope, he moved forward, stepping on a rock and twisting his ankle, sending him back onto the frozen ground. He was unable to rise again, defeated at the doorstep of rescue. Tears began to flow because death was becoming a reality.
Through the wind, he heard a sound and saw a black shape coming toward him. It was a man and he was asking Drew if he was hurt. Gently, he lifted Drew and carried him to safety.
Drew relaxed in the man’s arms, well past exhaustion. Soon, he was indoors before a fire, wrapped in blankets and drinking hot tea. The inhabitants of the home were helpful, friendly and loving. Drew felt like he had found heaven.
After he slept, they inquired of his situation and expertly nursed him back to health. Drew soon learned that he was welcome to stay as long as he wanted at the mansion. Having lost all of his family, he was told that he had a new one.
Two days later, Drew was shocked to learn how true that was. The head of the household told him that he had the option of becoming a part of the family with full privileges. He was shocked, but accepted it since he had nowhere else to go.
He settled back into the most comfortable bed he had ever seen and realized he was home.
Galatians 4:1-7 tells the same story about each of us. We were lost in the horrid elements of the world without home or hope. Yet, God took us into his family and made us his children (Ephesians 2:19; Acts 2:38; Acts 22:16).
We now wear a new name, basking in extraordinary blessings (Ephesians 1:3). Knowing we can have all of the joy of a safe haven, why would we choose to perish in the cold, lost and alone?
Why not enter the warmth and comfort of God’s home, the church (Ephesians 1:22-23; Galatians 3:27). Why not come home, today?

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