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Finding Your Dream Home in God's Kingdom

Finding Your Dream Home in God's Kingdom

Scripture: John 14:2 - "In my Father's house are many rooms. If it were not so, would I have told you that I go to prepare a place for you?"

1. Our ultimate dream home is not found in this world, but in God's eternal kingdom.

2. God has prepared a special place for each one of us, with rooms beyond our imagination.

3. As pilgrims in this world, we are reminded that our true home is with God.

4. While we may desire bigger or better homes on earth, God's promise surpasses all earthly possessions.

5. May we find comfort and joy in knowing that our ultimate dream home is waiting for us in God's kingdom.

Prayer: Dear Lord, thank you for preparing a special place for us in your eternal kingdom. Help us to remember that our true home is with you, and may we find peace in knowing that your promise surpasses all earthly desires. Amen.

My story 

I do have a dream house in mind, a beautiful and spacious home with a large garden and a view of the ocean. It's a place where I can entertain friends and family, and create lasting memories, all under the loving grace of God.

Unfortunately, the house I currently live in is nothing like my dream home. I often find myself wishing for something bigger and better, a place where I can truly feel at peace and comfortable, within the presence of God.

I know I'm not alone in feeling this way. Many people strive for something more, something grander than their current living situation. It seems to be a common desire to seek a better home, a place where one can truly belong and feel content, guided by God's divine light.

The promise of a mansion in my Father's house gives me hope and comfort. It reminds me that this world is not my final resting place, that there is something greater waiting for me in the afterlife with God. As I journey through life, I affirm that I am a stranger, a sojourner, a pilgrim in this world, seeking a city whose builder and maker is God, the ultimate architect of our souls.

Even though I may have a regular address and a place to call home for now, I know that my true home is with my Creator, with God providing the foundation of my faith and the walls of my love. And in that knowledge, I find solace and peace, knowing that I am loved and cherished by Him, who is the cornerstone of my existence. 

Go deeper 

Finding your dream home in God's Kingdom involves recognizing that our ultimate home is not on this earth, but in heaven with God. As Christians, we are called to set our minds on things above, not on earthly things. (Colossians 3:2). Our true citizenship is in heaven (Philippians 3:20), and we are looking forward to the city with foundations, whose architect and builder is God (Hebrews 11:10).

While it is natural to desire a comfortable and secure home on earth, we must remember that this world is temporary and passing away (1 Corinthians 7:31). Our focus should be on storing up treasures in heaven, where moth and rust do not destroy (Matthew 6:20).

Ultimately, our dream home in God's Kingdom is not defined by material possessions or earthly comforts, but by being in the presence of God and experiencing the fullness of His glory. We should seek to build our lives on the foundation of Christ and His teachings (Matthew 7:24-27) and find contentment in knowing that our eternal home with God is beyond anything we could dream or imagine (1 Corinthians 2:9).

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