Recently I heard a radio program where someone talked about adopting 2 toddlers. The toddlers had never been outside their living area. When they were in route to their nice, new, loving home they only cried reaching back to where they came from.Because that is what they were used to. They didn't realize how wonderful their new home was going to be. It was stated how like this we Christians are. We are adopted, just strangers and pilgrims here. But we still have such strong attachments to this earth and our relationships here and have never experienced heaven so it is hard to imagine what that nice, new, loving and beautiful home will be like. We won't be missing anything we have here when we get there.
It reminds me of the residents in the nursing home. They are so accustomed to having their 1 little room and constantly being inside. One time when an outside festival was arranged especially for them just outside their building it didn't please them like we thought it would. Many of them as they were wheeled outside felt uncomfortable to be outside their normal surroundings. Even though there were treats and prizes and games they requested to go back inside.
May I set my affections on things above, not on things of this earth. On my journey to heaven I will take nothing and no one else with me.