Amy, Connie, Mary, Leslie
Amy, Connie, Mary, Leslie

I got home last night from Florida. We walked for miles on the beach, shopped all over Jacksonville, and went through old pictures.  I am tired and rejuvenated all at the same time.

There was magic this weekend with my college friends.  We picked up right where we left off.  There was a level of acceptance and love that has strengthened through the years.  Not because of shared experiences (we’ve not nurtured these relationships during the past 20 years) but because we have all had our faces turned toward Jesus.  We have all nurtured a relationship with Jesus.

We all have the same goals for our lives and families.  We want to bring honor and glory to God in everything we do.

I was in a safe place this weekend.  I was okay.  I belonged.  I don’t always feel that way.  I’m not always in a safe place with other people.

I think heaven will be a safe place.  I will be okay.  I will belong.  And so will you.

“In my Father’s house are many rooms…I am going there to prepare a place for you.  And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come back and take you to be with me that you also may be where I am.”  John 14:2-3

What a reunion heaven will be.  A place full of people who have nurtured a relationship with Jesus.  I think I had a taste of heaven this weekend.