The Heart Is Home
“I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever.” (Ps. 23:6 nasb).
There’s no place like home, be it ever so humble. Natalia Solzhenitsyn, wife of the exiled writer and Nobel Prize winner Alexander Solzhenitsyn, must have been muttering these words as she returned to Moscow after 18 years in exile. She promised that her husband would soon follow. “This is what we have been living for all these years in exile: the return home,” Mrs. Solzhenistyn said at Moscow’s Shremetyevo Airport after arriving from the United States.
There is something in the human heart that always wants to go home—the place from which it came. God has given us a “homing device” like that of a pigeon, and it is only natural to respond: “This is what we have been living for all these years in exile: the return home.”
—Purnell Bailey
There’s no place like home, be it ever so humble. Natalia Solzhenitsyn, wife of the exiled writer and Nobel Prize winner Alexander Solzhenitsyn, must have been muttering these words as she returned to Moscow after 18 years in exile. She promised that her husband would soon follow. “This is what we have been living for all these years in exile: the return home,” Mrs. Solzhenistyn said at Moscow’s Shremetyevo Airport after arriving from the United States.
There is something in the human heart that always wants to go home—the place from which it came. God has given us a “homing device” like that of a pigeon, and it is only natural to respond: “This is what we have been living for all these years in exile: the return home.”
—Purnell Bailey