Being back at the hotel room at the end of the day is always comforting (provided that the hotel room is comfortable and safe). It is where you can place all your bags down and plop yourself onto the chair, sofa or bed. It is the place where you feel most relaxed, where you get to clean up and just rest. It is also the time you get to reorientate yourself and your plans for the next day.
Similarly, for me, when I come to focus on Jesus again, either through that quiet place, through being in church, or through God's presence when listening to songs of worship, I feel centred. I feel at home, I feel that I am brought back to the path I was meant to walk on. My sense of direction is once again god-centred. My plans become god-oriented. It is good to be in this place. A day in His courts is better than thousand elsewhere.
Being centred strengthens me. It's as if Jesus setting an anchor in me, weighing me down so I will not waver, so that in times of desperation and need, I can remain grounded and draw strength from that tower of refuge.
When Jesus makes a home in our heart, I believe it is His way of reaching out to us intimately. This reaching out from the perfect God to the imperfect human always bewilders me. Always amazes me. Such amazing love.
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