I love to camp! Don’t get to do it much anymore. Good clean mountain air revives the soul. There’s nothing like sitting by a campfire and eating s’mores. Then crawling into a cozy warm tent and drifting off listening to the night sounds of the mountains.

Dear Christian Sister, we are campers, camping out, living in a tent in this world (2 Cor. 5:1-9).

We are exiles.

Beloved, I urge you as sojourners and exiles to abstain from the passions of the flesh, which wage war against your soul (1 Peter 2:11).

These all died in faith, not having received the things promised, but having seen them and greeted them from afar, and having acknowledged that they were strangers and exiles on the earth (Hebrews 11:13).

You wouldn’t expect exiles, in any land, to build and dwell in permanent structures. Especially, elaborate expensive ones where they are enmeshed in debt, obligations, or legal entanglements.

I am not advocating we don’t buy houses, but that we don’t make them such a burden that we are not free to follow the Lord wherever He may lead us.

You also wouldn’t expect exiles to get mired down in the culture or practices of the natives. If they truly believed their citizenship was in a better county, then it seems they would describe it to the natives and encourage them to take the journey home with them.

No … exiles would be looking forward to going home, planning for it, preparing for it.
They would have a camper’s mentality. Knowing that they are living in a tent that will eventually come down when they head home to the country that holds their citizenship.

They would admire the beautiful camping place, but they won’t try to build a brick and mortar home there.

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When the tent eventually comes down and they are transported home, then they will live in an indescribable mansion, full of light and glory and more beautiful than they ever imagined.

So, I don’t know about you dear sister, but I want to embrace an exile existence, camping in this earthly tent, waiting patiently to go home!

Because home is where Jesus is!

You are loved!

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