Stephen Cottrell begins this section by reflecting on the question,
What is your favourite journey?
These are mine – very different to Cottrell’s:
The road along the coast from Étaples all the way to in Sangatte in France.
Or along the coast between Fréjus and Monaco, by either car or train.
Unlike mine, Cottrell’s favourite journeys are all about heading home. Which leads us to this picture of Christ without a home.
He has a home, but it is not here (p69)
When we think of home, generally we think of a warm, safe place – though that is not true for everyone. Home should be the place where we are free to be the person we are, where we are truly loved and accepted.
Jesus gave his home up, to come and live in our home. To show us God’s ways. To reveal God’s love. To share God’s hope. Quite a sacrifice – but one he was willing to make for you and I.
Which brings me to this song
How do I respond to that? Is there room for Jesus to live with me? In the places I inhabit? Deep in my life? Or shall I leave him homeless?
20 Jesus replied, “Foxes have dens, and birds have nests. But the Son of Man doesn’t have a place to call his own.” (Matthew 8:20)
These thoughts are reflecting on Stanley Spencer’s painting The Foxes Have Holes (seen here).
I’m not necessarily going to blog every day on it, just when something leaps out at me – and they will be thoughts rather than full blog posts