You can take the man out of Scotland…

Well, holiday was good. I feel refreshed. Got my fix, so to speak.

Visited half the population of the west coast…drank too much (tea).

Enjoyed every minute of the real weather. I miss real rain and real cold winds!

I’m on missionary service and I’m glad about that. God gives us a home in several places. An officer friend who serves in Scotland, but whose parents attend out corps said the very same thing to me today. She said “its good to be home, but its great to go home.” Too right. God is good.

The issue is identity and that is a challenge. How much do we take our identity from where we are from instead of who we are in Jesus? I figured a long time ago that God would let me love Scotland too. But really, every place is simply temporary.

I am reminded of that everytime I am on a motorway. Life seems to be on a balance…accidents happen at the blink of an eye.

That old gospel song…I sing it (privately!) often:

“One glad morning when this life is o’er
I’ll fly away.
I’ll meet God on that celestial shore.
I’ll fly away.

I’ll fly away, oh glory, I’ll fly away.
When I die, hallelujah, by and by, I’ll fly away”

An invitation….in the form of another song…”Come fly with me, lets fly, lets fly away…!”

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