Long Way Home

Driving to work this morning, the song ‘Long Way Home’ by Supertramp played on the radio. Hearing that song brought back a memory of sitting at the gate, waiting to hear whether my standby ticket would get me on the 747 just outside. This song came over the airport sound system. I had never heard it before; in fact, it was a new album in May 1979. I had waited at this very gate twice in the preceding days, but my name was never called. As the song finished, my name was called over the gate’s PA system. I stood up, picked up my backpack, which at the time was everything I owned, and walked over to the ticket counter. The young lady said, “We have a seat for you on this flight.” Sweeter words have never been spoken to me! I was going home after 100 days of wandering around Europe on my own.

Thinking of that time so many years ago made me think of a parallel. Many of my friends have already gone home. I missed them tremendously. Someday my name will be called, hopefully many years from now, but for me it will be a sweet time. I have wandered around this Earth for almost 65 years now. One day, my name will be called to go home. I look forward to being with my friends from the past and meeting many others who have called on Jesus as their Savior.

Funny how a simple song brings out memories as well as thoughts of our future. Life is an adventure, and it is good to take the Long Way Home.