Thursday: March 8                                                               

 Isaiah 12

You will say in that day:

I will give thanks to you, O LORD,

for though you were angry with me,

your anger turned away, and you comforted me.

Surely God is my salvation;

I will trust, and will not be afraid,

for the LORD GOD is my strength and my might;

he has become my salvation.

With joy you will draw water from the wells of salvation.

 And you will say in that day:

Give thanks to the LORD, call on his name;

make known his deeds among the nations;

proclaim that his name is exalted.

Sing praises to the LORD, for he has done gloriously;

let this be known in all the earth.

Shout aloud and sing for joy, O royal Zion,

for great in your midst is the Holy One of Israel.


            Searching for family heritage is now a popular pastime, no longer reserved for the wealthy or “blue-bloods” with time on their hands.  The internet has made this hobby I have long enjoyed much more affordable, and now much more “socially acceptable.”  Many enjoy finding hints about who they are, by learning where they have come from.  I have always had an urge to visit the places where my ancestors lived.  Walking on my homelands seems to bring a sense of satisfaction to me.  I’ve lived in a lot of different places, and “home” for me is where my loved ones gather, but that doesn’t stop my urge to visit other stops along my family’s winding paths. 

            In a world in which the culture seems more mobile than ever, there’s little wonder that so many of us seek to find “home base.”  And it’s no great secret that the world is populated with whole communities of people who have been uprooted and displaced by forces not of their own making.  Like Judah, their hunger for home and to reconnect with their geographical place in the world – along with all the sensations that go with such a home-going – is probably hard for most of us to imagine, yet vital to that sense of self.

            God promises Judah, and by extension to all who experience any kind of exile, a thirst-quenching drink of water from the wells of salvation – a relief from un-rootedness, a break from wanderlust, a taste of home.

Show me the way to home, as I seek to follow you, O God, my Savior.

Rev. David T. Chafin

Deputy Regional Minister