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Devotional

The Hope of Home

by JESSICA JOLLEY HOPE Contentment Lack of “home”
The Hope of Home
“...But our citizenship is in heaven. And we eagerly await a Savior from there, the Lord Jesus Christ...”
Philippians 3:15-21

I followed behind my sister-in-law’s footsteps down the newly renovated hallway and into freshly-painted rooms. They had just bought this house and put significant funds into making it their own. She’s also a ministry worker, but one living in her home country of America. This dream of owning my own home I thought I had laid down years ago when we moved overseas came roaring back into the forefront of my mind. I outwardly smiled as I inwardly longed for the same. 


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I hear the familiar ‘dink, dink, dink’ of a knocking rock on our outside gate, and I know who it is waiting on the other side. This precious single mother with three daughters, always visiting and asking for something to eat; their living quarters barely able to claim the name ‘home.’ Last time they stopped by, I insisted they use our running water to take a shower. The mother had given in, staring blankly back at me, little hope left in her eyes. 


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Oh, if this were all there were, where our stories ended- what a hopeless state we would be in. It doesn’t take much suffering and laid-aside dreams in this life to make a soul long for something more. Yet in God’s glorious grace, we know our hope lies elsewhere. In a home that starts at the end of this temporary one and never ends, with full bellies and fully belonging hearts to a Savior who never left us here and is also awaiting us there. Paul challenges the persecuted Philippian church of the same truth, reminding them to not set their minds on earthly things, for “our citizenship is in heaven. And we eagerly await a Savior from there, the Lord Jesus Christ” (Phil. 3:20). 


In these moments of desiring “home,” while being surrounded by so many who yearn for much simpler necessities, I’m reminded of the gift of knowing there is so much more, for all of us. We who have heard and now follow the Truth can cling to a hope that breaks through the darkness of broken homes, hungry tummies, and displaced addresses. And now we can truly claim, “Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ! In His great mercy he has given us new birth into a living hope through the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead, and into an inheritance that can never perish, spoil, or fade” (1 Peter 1:3-4; continue reading through v.10). The hope of heaven is a glorious anchor to which we can tether our lives. 


Closing Prayer
Father, will you remind our hearts that this earth is not our ultimate home? While we all wrestle with the longings of our hearts alongside the fresh stings of a broken world, we need your Holy Spirit to cause us to live lives consumed with the hope of our future forever home with you. And in the midst of the groanings from our neighbors and friends, will you help us be a light that points to the hope found in you NOW in the midst of the brokenness AND the hope that everything will one day be made right? Amen.
Resources
Article: How Often Do You Think About Heaven? by Nathan Knight This article reminds us of the imperative need to keep the hope of heaven central in our thoughts as we live this life here.
Book: The Heavenly Man by Paul Hattaway and Brother Yun This book is a sobering reminder of what followers of Christ can endure when their hearts and eyes are adamantly set on things above. A must read in general.
Question for Reflection

In what moments has God recently reminded you that our ultimate hope is in our lives yet to come? In our heavenly home?

Comments
Jessica Jolley
April 07, 2025

Alongside the other two examples I gave above, a recent time the Lord reminded my heart of my heavenly home is when I was asked, “Are you glad to be home?” during a trip Stateside. We are constantly asked this when we are visiting America, yet it always provokes a deep confusion in me. Yes, America will always be my home culture, but Kenya has become home to us in our six years here. Yet I don’t fully belong in Kenya either. Though I know this topic will be one I wrestle with for the rest of my life, God steadied my heart that season to remember that it’s completely ok to not feel like I fully belong anywhere, because I know I fully belong in Him. And one day, I will fully belong in my forever home with Him in glory.
Man, that’s some good news right there. I sure do long for that day, and I sure pray my life reflects that daily earthside.