I was born in Georgia and spent most of my adult life there. I’m sure that’s why after spending extended time in Florida I begin feeling displaced. That red clay is hard to get out of your nails. I suppose it’s just as hard to get the sand out from your toes. Florida is beaches and sunshine, but it is also daily lizards on the front door stoop. Not for everybody, though it does have a certain tropical flair. Georgia, on the other hand, is pine forests and springtime blooms, but it can also have pollen levels off the charts. The reality is they both have their appeal. Yet, we still long for what we don’t have. 

Sehnsucht is a good word. It’s of German origin and roughly translates to “inconsolable longings.” I think this must be what Paul was feeling when he said: “We are of good courage, I say, and prefer rather to be absent from the body and to be at home with the Lord” (2 Cor 5:8).

I notice down in Florida you see bumper stickers that say “Life is Better in the Mountains,” and up in Georgia you see stickers that say “I’d Rather Be at the Beach.” Now, some of these longings for the “other paradise” are the manifestations of fleshly discontentment with our lot—in this instance, wanting a better geography (a.k.a. The-Grass-Is-Greener Syndrome). But I also wonder if much of the sense of displacement we sometimes experience is of a good origin, arising not so much from discontentment, but from the inconsolable longings within the hearts of God’s children. Could it be that, like Paul, we can’t wait to be at home with the Lord too? Upon reflection, and from the dual perspective of living out of red clay and sand, I think that’s exactly what it is.

I hope this encourages you to keep your heavenly home on your heart today.

Kevin Murray
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