To my Father’s house

In the midst of my darkest moment, my greatest fear and the most excruciating pain I experienced, I cried to God. Then suddenly this thought came to my mind: This is where you shut the door behind you for the first and last time and wait for the light to go on in your new room. And for a few seconds I got excited!

I really thought I wouldn’t have the chance to say goodbye and had to move forward to spend eternity in heaven. Physically I wouldn’t have been able to fight my way back, in a spiritual way I was led by a higher power, God, and would not have wanted to if He had taken my hand right then and there.

But, I am still here thank God and like I said before, He decided it wasn’t my time yet. To God be the glory!

John 14:2 and 3 NIV

2 My Father’s house has many rooms; if that were not so, would I have told you that I am going there to prepare a place for you? 3 And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come back and take you to be with me that you also may be where I am.

“Come and go with me, to my Father’s house!”, that is what they sing in the chorus of one of my favourite songs on an old and dusty Les Humphries Singers record that I’ve had for years now, since childhood. They sing it with power, yes, they believe it and I believe it too! And there will be a time when I have to go where Jesus is waiting for me. But not last Tuesday, not now, not yet. I still have my room on earth, and I thank God for it.

2 thoughts on “To my Father’s house

  1. Wat ontzettend mooi dat je terwijl je zulke angstige uren hebt doorgemaakt toch ook vertrouwen hebt dat je Hemelse Vader voor je zorgt en een heerlijke toekomst voor je in bewaring heeft!
    Soms word je door heftige dingen in je leven weer eens stil gezet bij de realiteit van het leven.
    Ik wens je Gods liefde en nabijheid toe bij je herstel!

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