Here is not my home.

I cannot and will not feel at home here.

No matter what blessings I receive here,

This is not my place of abode.

I have another tent of dwelling that is ahead of me,

And I cannot wait to get to my real home.

This body is a temporary tent of death,

It is not my tent of glory.

There is a tent of glory ahead,

A tent of immortality;

It is for that tent I groan and cry.

I cannot wait to put off this tent,

Or to be clothed with the heavenly tent.

With this in mind, I cannot be at home here.

I know there’s a greater glory awaiting me ahead,

And because I am in Christ and I have His Spirit,

I have the assurance that I will put on the glory of God.

Whatever glory I experience now is incomparable to the glory to come.

For this glorious glory, I groan and wait in anguish,

For this glorious glory, I refuse to be at peace in this decaying body,

For everything that this body presents is death compared to what’s ahead.

What’s ahead is true life, true glory, my true eternal body.

“Oh Lord, help me keep my eyes on what really counts.

Some kill and maim and fight for this transient decaying existence.

I will not pursue that which is passing away.

My life will be single eyed on that which endures forever.

Oh God, help me be so focused on the things of eternity,

That I handle the things of this earth with levity.

Never allow me pursue or die for things that have no real value.

If I must sacrifice for something, may it be for what counts to You.

Help me persuade men to think and dream eternity,

And not just this present temporary existence.

Oh Lord, help me strive to bring men into this understanding of reality,

For many are deceived into thinking that what we see is what matters.

But that’s a lie from hell.

All that we see shall surely pass away,

And that which we do not see, is true reality;

Indeed, it’s the substance for eternity, that never will fade or decay or die.

So why must I live for the fading and decaying,

When I can live for that which never wears or tears or breaks.

Lord, cloth me with immortality.

I cannot wait to be clothed with immortality.

I am guaranteed in Christ that I have eternal life,

But I am not yet clothed with immortality.

I have eternal life but I still wear this mortal tent of weakness.

In Your time and by Your means, take this my weak broken vessel away,

And cover my nakedness with that which truly is the garment of Life.

I pray and crave and cry for this, in Jesus name.

Amen.”