1 By the rivers of Babylon we sat and wept
when we remembered Zion.
2 There on the poplars
we hung our harps,
3 for there our captors asked us for songs,
our tormentors demanded songs of joy;
they said, “Sing us one of the songs of Zion!”

4 How can we sing the songs of the Lord
while in a foreign land? Psalm 137:1-4

It’s been awhile since I was homesick, but I certainly know the feeling. I’ve known it as a teenager, a service member, a missionary, and as a husband away from my wife at times. Homesickness captivates your emotions and thoughts.

The children of Israel also knew this feeling. It’s perhaps the same kinds of feelings the Prodigal Son had when reminiscing about his days in luxury.

We long for the familiar. Anything from “home” is welcome.

There’s a certain part in each of us that longs for our Heavenly Home. We don’t quite what that means except that it will be much much better than what we’re experiencing here. Still, though, we realize we have work to do while we’re still here. But every now and then, it’s good to just dream about the ultimate home.