It is quite natural that we like the places we stay. That is why we call our house ‘sweet home’. After a day’s busy work, we enjoy coming back home to rest. There we love its usual colors, shapes, furniture and atmosphere. We sense security and peace in our homes.

But some houses are not so good to stay. It may be the poor facilities, bad odor, salty water or the unfriendly neighbors. There may be enough reasons to move out. However, some hang on to the same old house.

It is wise to relocate when you find that your present house isn’t helping you to grow up. It is not about hating the old; it’s rather favoring the one which favors your progress!

The Scriptures talk about a beautiful place where we all could relocate to. In fact, that’s the best place to stay! King David said about it like this: “…through the length of my days, the house of the Lord [and His presence] shall be my dwelling place.” (Psalm 23:6 – Amplified Bible)

Well, this is not about a physical house shifting that David is talking about. This is a spiritual house shifting. This has to do with relocating one’s desires, commitments and lifestyles – from the world to God.

When King David understood the awesomeness of God, his greatest desire became spending time with God. He just wanted to be always at God’s ‘sweet home’ – which is His Presence.

It is not that David hated his physical house; he loved God’s Presence more. It is not that David hated his family and work; he loved God more. He found nothing sweeter compared to God’s sweet Presence! And he relocated his place of stay!

What about you? Didn’t you find that what the world offers as sweet tastes sour often? Isn’t there a longing in your heart to relocate to the best place of stay?

Now is your time to begin that process of relocation. Ask God for help. He is right near you to bring you into His ‘sweet home’. You will never regret for making that commitment!

- – - written by Joe Abraham

May God remember you like Noah

favor you like Moses

honor you like Mary

fight for you like the Israelites

prosper you like Isaac

promote you like Joseph

intervene for you like Esther

protect you like Daniel

use you like Paul

heal you like Naaman

answer you like Elijah

anoint you like David

and keep you safe like Shadrach, Meshach and Abednego.

Share this with the ones you love and are praying for.

I want to love, Lord

I need to love.

All my being is desire;

My heart,

My body,

yearn in the night towards an unknown one to love.

My arms thrash about, and I can seize on no object for my love.

I am alone and want to be two. I speak, and no one is there to listen.

I live, and no one is there to share my life.

Why be so rich and have no one to enrich?

Where does this love come from?

Where is it going?

I want to love, Lord,

I need to love.

Here, this evening, Lord is all my love. . . .

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Listen, son,

Stop,

and make, silently, a long pilgrimage to the bottom of your heart.

Walk by the side of your love so new, as one follows a brook to find

its source, and, at the very end, deep within you, in the infinite

mystery of your troubled soul, you will meet me.

For I call myself Love, son,

And from the beginning I have been nothing but Love,

And Love is in you.

It is I who made you to love,

To love eternally;

And your love will pass through another self of yours

it is she that you seek;

Set your mind at rest; she is on your way,

on the way since the beginning,

the way of my love.

You must wait for her coming.

She is approaching.

You are approaching.

You will recognize each other,

For I’ve made her body for you, I’ve made yours for her.

I’ve made your heart for her, I’ve made hers for you.

And you seek each other, in the night,

In ‘my night,’ which will become Light if you trust me.

Keep yourself for her, son,

As she is keeping herself for you.

I shall keep you for one another,

And, since you hunger for love,

I’ve put on your way all your brothers to love.

Believe me, it’s a long apprenticeship, learning to love,

And there are not several kinds of love:

Loving is always leaving oneself to go towards others. . . .

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Lord, help me to forget myself for others, my brothers,

That in giving myself I may teach myself to love.

- – - written by Michel Quoist