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THE HOUSE OF GOD

When it came time for bed, it’s what our young daughter’s guest wanted more than anything else—to go home! I can’t blame her. When I travel, the hardest part of the trip is going to sleep. When it comes to resting, there is no house like your own.

It’s what David asked. He longed to live in the house of God. He asked for his own room, permanently. He longed to retire there in a lifelong residence. When David says in Psalm 23, “I will live in the house of the Lord forever,” he’s saying simply that he never wants to step away from God. Make it your aim never to leave God’s house.

And when you find yourself in another house, do what my daughter’s friend did – just call home. He won’t mind, he’ll be waiting.

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