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A Great Way Off Elder George Walker (dec)

Have you ever wanted to just go home? Have you ever gotten tired of being away
from home and knew that if you could ever get home everything would be all right.
Just to think of the word home carries the thought of a permanent dwelling place, a
place of rest, a place of comfort, a place that a weary traveler can have peace from the

things of the world. It is a place that you can feel secure in the place that you dwell
that is home. This is where the family abides. This is where those that you love most
are. This is your father’s house. This is the place that the father’s stands at the door
looking for us to arrive at home safely.

The father was not thinking about how bad his son had been, or of how he must have
looked coming down that road. I can only visualize that he must have been a sore site
to look at after eating with the swine of the world and wallowing with the pigs. His

appearance must have been somewhat gross. Dirty, nasty and half clothed, but the
father had a love for the son. For this my son was dead, and is alive again; he was lost,
and is found and they began to be merry.

Do you realize today that our Father is in heaven looking at us from afar off even
when we were dead in sins, yet he hath quickened us together with Christ, {by grace
ye are saved} And hath raised us up together, and made us sit together in heavenly

places in Christ Jesus. He is still looking at us from afar off, yet he is looking at us
through the shed blood of Jesus Christ. Do you understand that we are just a traveler
in this world that this world is not our home; that our home is in heaven with the

Father and his only Son Jesus Christ? We are on our way home, we don’t know how
long it will be before we arrive there, but we understand that our life is just a vapor
compared to eternity and when we get there the Father will be there waiting for our
arrival. He will receive us with open arms, he will embrace us, hold us close and say
welcome home my son. I saw you afar off and I sent my Son Jesus to get you and here

we are together. All that I have is yours. You might have spent all that you had in the
world that was not your home. But I saw you afar off and brought you onto myself.
Oh! How thankful we ought to be for such a love of a Father to us sons.

Thank God for delivering us from ourselves. One of the writers that I was reading
after put it like this. We have been delivered from rags to riches, from eating the hush
with the swine to the eating soul food from the masters table, from pollution to purity,
from disgrace and shame to honour and glory, from endless death to endless life, from

a sinner to a saint, from a temporary home to a permanent dwelling place not made
with hands eternal in the heavens. This ought to be shouting grounds for the child of
grace.