Just Come Home

She didn't understand. What did she have to do to get people to accept her? She had tried everything. She lost weight. She bought stylish clothes. She climbed the career ladder, did what they did, lived as they did and yet nothing she did seemed to gain her acceptance with the world. She was miserable. She was searching for something, but she didn't know what that was. All she wanted was to be loved, to be accepted, to be happy.

Does this sound like you or someone you know? This was me. When I was 11 years old, I developed an eating disorder, anorexia / bulimia, because I was dying to be accepted by my peers. I attended school in the Dallas-Fort Worth area. Elementary schools were divided up by neighborhoods. The rich kids went to their own school in their neighborhood. The same went for the middle class and the poor. Each attended school in their own neighborhood with people of similar status. All of that changes though when the children enter middle school, sixth-eighth grade. All the children are placed in one school. It's a nightmare.

I love to dance. As a little girl, I dreamed of being a dancer. In sixth grade, to be part of the dance team or drill team, one didn't have to try out, one simply signed up. I loved it! There was nothing more satisfying than to dance on the team during halftime at the football game. However, there were some downsides of being on the drill team. The rich and popular girls were on the team too, and in order to be “accepted,” by those girls, one had to be thin, pretty, buy your clothes at the mall, etc. I couldn't measure up. No matter how thin I got or what clothes I wore, I would never be one of them.

Later on, after college, I pursued the career ladder. I wore red power suits, put my work ahead of my family and friends, put in 80-hour work weeks and tried to be everything the boss and the company wanted me to be. However, in the end, I just never measured up. I had chosen, marriage, children and my home over pleasing a boss, and that just wasn't good enough for them.

Have you been through similar scenarios? Have you been searching for something you can't find? Are you running with no where to run to?

Come home. Come home to the ONE who loves you more than anyone. He knows you better than you know yourself.

“For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb.” (Psalm 139:13) (NIV)

“And even the very hairs of your head are all numbered.” (Matthew 10:30) (NIV)

“For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.Then you will call on me and come and pray to me, and I will listen to you.” (Jeremiah 29:11-12) (NIV)

Come home to God.

“Therefore, there is now no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus.” (Romans 8:1) (NIV)

“Whatever you do, work at it with all your heart, as working for the Lord, not for human masters.” (Colossians 3:23) (NIV)

Come home. He waits for you.

I'm leaving you with two videos today:

The Story Behind the New Song By Luminate Called Come  Home….. and then the song Come Home. May you find peace.

 

 
Come Home by Luminate

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