I'm just home (in the last hour) from a two-week odyssey. My body is still on Pacific time (and it was only yesterday that I was paddling through sea caves in the Pacific). Holiday is over; back to work on Monday; but I am home.
The writer of Hebrews tells of those people of faith who were seeking the way home. They knew that, wherever on earth they might be, at best they were passing through. They had a promise given to them. They didn't know precisely when the promise would find its fulfillment. They didn't know where. But they kept looking, with expectation all the while.
Lord, thank you for bringing us safely to this New Year. Help us to keep looking with keen expectation for the times and places where you need us to be ministers of your grace. Keep us mindful that we can only find our true home in the land of your promise.