Interstate 90 runs from the eastern to the western coast of the United States. Over the last few weeks, I have gotten to know the little section running from Buffalo to Albany, NY. The adventurous part of me still relishes the trek to the destination. Open roads invite us to follow after new opportunities.

unnamedThe picture above depicts the decorative creativity of my wife, Robyn. As much as I enjoy the open road, I have growing love of walking through the front door after a journey. Most of us long for the place where we can put our feet up, grab a snack from the fridge without asking and sleep in our very own bed.

Maya Angelo in All God’s Children Need Traveling Shoes said, “The ache for home lives in all of us. The safe place where we can go as we are and not be questioned.”

Our deepest desire for home correlates to our need to belong. The real longing for home perhaps means the hope to be who we really are. To find out that the people who know our best and worst still want to spend time with us. Even further, to know the Creator of all things has accepted us by His grace.

Christmas speaks of a long journey home. Jesus begins his life exiled from both his earthly and heavenly home. The Savior of the universe became homeless, so that we could have a home. He invites to belong as we are and to become what He always intended us to become. Our long journey home starts by recognizing the infinite love and acceptance by God incarnate.