As a child, we believed in what we believe, and we say it like it is. It’s the beauty of God, that one speaks freely, without any fear whatsoever. But as we grow up, we start to change, we want to grow-up quickly, to be like that sister or brother that is our role-model. We fail to recognize that we are all made special, uniquely us, to be a child of God.
Fairy-tales, dreams we believed in, that princesses lived in castles where they wait for prince charming to rescue them. We were all led to a false truth, at a young age, and a false hope we believed in. The true story of humanity, however is already written in the Bible. A book not just written some 2,000 years ago, but in historical context that mentions the presence of Christ, in B.C (Before Christ) , and A.D (After the death of Christ).
Stories, movies, and fictional tales all written by human writers, and we believed them, because we never really grew up. We want to be like Peter Pan, to fly to Neverland and live there forever, because the truth hurts. Living in this world where we are not from this world, we struggle to confront the truths within our heart. We know that there is a God, and He exists. It’s just that we are afraid, unknown of what we cannot see, but also because we know that somewhere deep in our hearts, we are made for something more.
So my dear brothers and sisters, I pray for you, that you may truly find a place where you belong, where you can call home. Where our ultimate home lies not on earth, but in heaven. It’s no wonder that Jesus said,