Some people love to travel. I’m not one of them.
People who travel for a living amaze me. I get tired thinking about getting on a plane. That’s why I decided to pack 3 trips into 2 weeks. I started by going to a church planting conference in Estes Park, Colorado. The next stop was Chicago, Illinois for my nephew’s wedding. Finally, I ended up in Tyler, Texas for a pastors meeting. I yawned twice while typing those sentences.
I am restless when I’m traveling. I don’t mean that I’m twitchy. I’m REST-LESS meaning I actually don’t rest as much as I do when I’m not traveling. I’m not a great sleeper under the best of circumstances but put me in a hotel room with a pillow that’s too hard or too soft or too anything and I will just roll around all night trying to find a spot that feels normal. But that’s exactly what I don’t find when I’m traveling.
Now all that was true of my recent trip until Chicago. The hotel in Chicago was not a nice hotel. I know I should be politically correct and say it was an inexpensive hotel but that wouldn’t be true. It was still a little pricey, but it was nasty. Ok, I said it. I won’t tell you the name of the hotel, but it rhymed with “West Bestern”. The chain should probably change its name to OK Western.
I was there for two nights and I slept exceptionally well. There was one big difference between Chicago and the other two places. My wife Karen was with me in Chicago. I wasn’t in my own bed in my own house, but I was with the one who lives with me in my house and sleeps beside me in my own bed. This is the truth in the saying, “Home is where the heart is”. My home is not so much a location as it is a person.
In the gospel of Matthew Jesus offers something all of us long for whether we realize it or not. He says, “Come to me all you who labor and are heavy laden and I will give you rest”. Jesus is offering more than a good night’s sleep. He is offering us the home we have been searching our whole lives. He is offering us his heart.
I don’t like to travel because it takes me away from home. Jesus reminds me that I’m traveling toward home with him and when I get there I never be restless again.