Lazlo is one of our sheepdogs. We raised him from a puppy. He was the smallest one in a litter of puppies that were born on our farm. I tended to carry him and hold him a lot when he was little. He was smaller than the others and he was just so cute! He’d lay his little head on my shoulder, snuggle in and be perfectly content.

As he grew older and much, much bigger, he still thought the best place to be was in my lap with his head resting on my shoulder. Anytime I’d sit down outside, here would come this big dog that wanted to sit in my lap. And before I could say “no”, I’d be buried under a sheepdog!!

Lazlo is old now, his joints are arthritic and some days he has trouble getting up. Funny thing though, he still wants to sit in my lap. That’s where he remembers feeling safe and loved. It feels like home to him.

And isn’t that what we are all searching for is to find our way home? We want to be home where we are safe and loved. We want to be at home with our Lord.

Proverbs 29:25 The fear of man bringeth a snare: but whoso putteth his trust in the LORD shall be safe.

Revelation 3:12 Him that overcometh will I make a pillar in the temple of my God, and he shall go no more out: and I will write upon him the name of my God, and the name of the city of my God, which is new Jerusalem, which cometh down out of heaven from my God: and I will write upon him my new name.

Revelation 21:3 And I heard a great voice out of heaven saying, Behold, the tabernacle of God is with men, and he will dwell with them, and they shall be his people, and God himself shall be with them, and be their God.