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“Come on in… welcome to my home.  Please sit here; it is the most comfortable chair in the house.  Would you like a cookie? Latte?  I’ll whip it right up!  Please don’t worry about intruding, my home is your home, you are truly welcome at any time, mess or no mess my door is always open!”

Mark and I have a pretty open door policy.  We have a few friends that know to just come on in and that we will look at them weird if they do knock or ring the doorbell. 

I have to tell you though; the girlfriends that come in without knocking are also the ones who know me best.  They see me in my jammies at 10 a.m., they hear me torn apart on the phone because of some recent crisis in my life, and they lovingly step over my laundry piles.   And I let them come in anyway.  Why?  Because, they love me. 

They might be concerned if I am in my jammies at 3 p.m., they might be worried if I call every day for a week in tears with the same ole crisis.  But mostly they just know that I am getting through life each day the best way I know how, with Christ and family I have found in Christ. 

Have you ever thought that Jesus would like that same invitation?  “Hey Jesus, come on in, sit a while and let’s talk, really talk! Can I get you anything?” 

As we learned at Triennial XIII Jesus does want to come in and just be, just be at home in my heart and with my soul.  But he also wants to help me spring clean.  He wants the freedom and the trust to pick up the rug and help sweep out the dust.  He wants to help you move the fridge and take out the dead mouse, Yuck!!!  He wants to be at home, as if it was HIS home! 

In John 15:4-10 in The Message bible says it this way:

“Live in me. Make your home in me just as I do in you. In the same way that a branch can’t bear grapes by itself but only by being joined to the vine, you can’t bear fruit unless you are joined with me.

I am the Vine, you are the branches. When you’re joined with me and I with you, the relation intimate and organic, the harvest is sure to be abundant. Separated, you can’t produce a thing. Anyone who separates from me is deadwood, gathered up and thrown on the bonfire.

But if you make yourselves at home with me and my words are at home in you, you can be sure that whatever you ask will be listened to and acted upon. This is how my Father shows who he is—when you produce grapes, when you mature as my disciples. I’ve loved you the way my Father has loved me. Make yourselves at home in my love. If you keep my commands, you’ll remain intimately at home in my love. That’s what I’ve done—kept my Father’s commands and made myself at home in his love.”

I hope that each of you in the last 20 days has moved a little closer to making yourself at home in Jesus and his love.  ABIDE women of God.  Come on in, make yourself at home!

© Cheryl Meakins