We enjoy our homes. We try to make them as comfortable as we can. They are a place of rest and security. I weep when I see the pictures of refugees returning to their homes in the middle east that are nothing by rubble. Or pictures of a California family standing before a pile of ashes that was once their home. This is devastating. One cannot minimize the heartache of such families as they try to rebuild homes and lives. But there must be something more, something that gives strength now, and hope to move forward. Psalm 91 says “He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High will rest in the shadow of the Almighty.” Our true place of rest can’t be in the earthly structures we build. We have learned, all too often, how transient and vulnerable they are. Our strength, our hope, our rest, is only in the One who came among us, and who supports us in all of our times and needs.