One of the culinary delights that was served up for my family this Christmas was real mashed potatoes and home made gravy. Yum. Home cooking. I don’t get that treat very often. Just this morning a good friend sent me a picture of a carrot cake that she made from scratch. . .making something using no prepared ingredients; starting from the beginning with no prior preparation. Homemade, like Creation. Home is a Golden word.
Home free. . .Charity begins at home. . .Come Home to roost; Hammer home. . . Home is where the heart is. . .To make at Home. . .Man’s home is his castle. . .Nothing to write home about. . .a Home away from home. . .The home stretch. . .The lights are on but nobody’s home. . .Til the cows come home. . .Home brewed.
I was rummaging through a box of Christmas decorations that have been on the 
family tree for years. I found a precious homemade Christmas tree that my daughter Jessie made in her pre-school years. I got teary eyed holding it my hand, thinking about all the years that have gone by and what a wonderful young woman Gigi (my nickname for her) has become. She is homemade. . .a very special home-brew, filled with ingredients that her parent’s made from scratch.
“I will praise Thee Lord for I am mystically and wonderfully made in secret, in the Home of your soul and was curiously embroidered as a marvelous work of your Hands.” Psalm 139:14-15
In the early days of my gypsy pilgrimage through church experiences, I found myself memorizing verses from the Bible. One of the first to be Imbedded in my soul was, “If you are at home in Me and My words are at home in you, ask whatever you wish and it will be done for you.” Prior to 1980, I was never at home with God. Home is where your heart is and back then, my heart was focused on the tree of good and evil. . .the same tree that Adam and Eve roosted on. They ate the forbidden fruit and were driven from their Home.
The original home of everything that has existed in the past, that exists in the present and will exist in the future, is in the Eternal womb of God, waiting to be Born in time. Everything is Home Made and Hand Made by Him. In each moment in time, events of life come forth in every way, shape and form. They become a present reality as His Son, the Word of God speaks them into existence and His Spirit brings them forth. All of it. . .Home Cooking from the Master Chef of the Universe.
“In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was at Home with God, and the Word was God. . .all things were Hand Made by Him and there is nothing that exists that was not made by Him. In Him, at Home with Him, is Life. . . and that Life is the Light to lead His Flock Home.” John 1:1
The Light is on and He’s always Home. . .till all the little cows come home, the 
sheep of his flock. He washes them up and makes their wool as white as snow. He makes them feel at home with Him and feeds them some Good Old Home Cooking. . .Cuisine made up of the finest of spices and wine. Garnished with the Fruit of Heaven: Mercy, Forgiveness, Freedom from guilt, Hope for tomorrow, Faith to Live with Power and Love. . .and a Sound Mind. To be Home Free. The check has been paid by the One Who Loves you. Truly, Something to write Home about.
Homemade. Handmade. The Labor of His Love.
A Good Moment 