Another year has passed into the shadows, a new year has dawned,
and before us stretches the unknown path to be trodden in the days, weeks, or
months of its course. No knowledge of one future step, no insight into the future,
do we need; but what we do know and what causes the heart to cease from
troubling is that we are "going Home."
How sweet the thought! What a chord of joy passes over the harpstrings
of the heart as we think upon the sure end of our path. Shadows may fall across
it this year, sorrows unknown may come upon us this year, trials all unexpected
may assail us this year, the fires of persecution may burn this year, many a
stumbling step we may take this year; but there is One who is ever near (Philippians
4:5), whose face can be looked upon in the dark night when the winds are howling
and waves are tossing high (John 6:18-21); upon whom if we steadfastly gaze
we can walk upon the waters at His bidding (Matthew 14:29); One whose voice
we can hear above the tempest saying, "It is I; be not afraid;" One who though
He must gently rebuke us, rebukes too the winds and the sea, and a great calm
comes over the tempestuous scene; it fills our own quaking hearts--lo! the peace
of God, and the God of peace is with us.
What a Pilot, what a Saviour, what a Captain, what a Master sails
with us in our ever onward course, "to the other side," for we are "going Home!"
What a Home! The Father is waiting there. The Son
Himself will put us into haven there, when at last even the faintest shadow
will have passed, the last cloud on our sky will have come and gone, the last
doubt, the last unbelieving thought, the last of our coldness and failure, the
last of our stumbling steps, the last fold of the obscuring veil of time and
sense will have been folded up, and in the never-to-be-dimmed luster of that
glorious shore, "at Home," we shall see Him in all His
beauty, in all His glory--that Face once so marred for us, then seen in its
proper glory, and seeing Him, we shall be like Him!
What a homecoming--Home! It speaks of rest, of
comfort, of love, of fellowship, all with the Father and the Son--"See what
love the Father has given to us…" (1 John 3:1 N.T.)
O beloved, you and I are going Home. Then, let
us sing the songs of Home on our pilgrim way; and as strangers to all
that does not belong to the holy, happy, circle of that Home, live for
Him, live with Him, day by day. Thus would He be our Companion on this
homeward journey, and so afford us foretastes of its blessedness.