This World is Not My Home: My Response to the Refugee Debate

This-world-is-not-my-home-novice-mommy-blogWhen I was a teenager I had a poster hanging in my room with a poem on it. It’s amazing that all these years later, I can still visualize exactly what it looked like and what it said.

This world is not my home, although it seems to be. My home is with my God in place he’s made for me. He’s coming back real soon, the signs are very clear. So, when the trumpet sounds I’ll be outta here.

Before I go any further, I need to make one thing clear… this post is NOT an end times proclamation. I hesitated to even write that entire poem because I didn’t want people to think I was blowing my virtual shofar proclaiming the return of Christ.  I wrote the entire poem purely for aesthetic reasons.


Moving on.

Over the past several days, as I’ve watched the news and have read social media I’ve seen a lot of fear. And a lot of fear mongering. As I read passionate “debates” on whether or not we should allow Syrian refugees in our country, I hear the words of that poem in the back of my mind.

This world is not my home.

As I try to figure out my own thoughts and opinions on all of this.

This world is not my home.

As the safety and security of “home” for many is being threatened and as many more fear that it will be, these words continue to ring in my ears.

This world is not my home.

As a Christian, I have a responsibility to defend the defenseless – to take care of the least of these. The only problem with that is, in one instance I’m convinced that means the refugees. In the next, I’m convinced it means our own… because they’re going to behead us and rape our children (at least that’s what I’ve heard). This is certainly a complex issue. However…

This world is not my home.

This simple phrase reminds me that I have nothing to fear because I already know what happens in the end.

I know my destiny. I know where I’m going. No matter what happens, there is nothing and no one that can take that away from me.

Not even terrorists.

I can’t help but wonder how many Christians have lost sight of this fact. As I see the fear mongering and passionate disputes, I can’t help but think we’ve forgotten what lies ahead – after this life is over.

I also wonder if we’ve forgotten our mission.

I believe if we lived with our eyes set on eternity (or “things above”) as Colossians 3:2 tells us to, then many of our debates would be more easily solved. Or more accurately, we wouldn’t have time for these debates at all.

If our eyes were set on eternity, we would spend more time spreading the gospel and less time worrying about our own safety and security – fearing terrorism. Instead of arguing our political views, we would be out meeting the needs of the lost and hurting.

I’m not saying it’s wrong to have concern for our families, especially our children. I’m also not saying we can’t have our own opinions on this issue.

What I am saying is that we cannot and should not be afraid nor should we plant seeds of fear in others.

Let’s not forget where we’re headed and let’s do all that we can to take as many people with us as we possibly can.

This world is not our home.

This post is linked with Whole Mama.

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