This poem presents a somewhat idealized picture of home, but I really like it. It is something that we should be striving for in Christ Jesus. My mom copied this out onto a sheet of lined paper and decorated it with a bird sticker (the vintage lickable kind). I think she liked it too. :-)
Mark 5:19 Howbeit Jesus suffered him not, but saith unto him, Go home to thy friends, and tell them how great things the Lord hath done for thee, and hath had compassion on thee.
Home is the place where hearts are one,
Where love and kindness reign;
A place of rest when day is done
From life’s corroding strain.
A shelter in the time of storm,
However low or great;
A cheering fire by which to warm,
Though coming soon or late.
The heart of father kind and true,
Whose wise, protecting care,
Will help and guide in all we do
And shield from every snare.
The love of mother, in whose heart
The fruits of kindness grow;
Always ready to bear her part,
And point the way to go.
Where all its inmates live to serve,
To comfort, cheer and bless;
And all display and help preserve
The air of peacefulness.
A home that Christ Himself may share
And make it His abode;
Where weary ones forget their care,
And leave their heavy load.
It matters not how rich or poor,
The home whose law is love
Reflects from Heaven’s open door
The Better Home above.
-- Mary V. Harris
I love the thought that our homes can be a reflection of our heavenly home. I wonder how we would change our homes if we applied this more to the choices we make and the things we do.
Matthew 6:10 Thy kingdom come. Thy will be done in earth, as it is in heaven.
Painting by Hans Andersen Brendekilde