Not Home Yet

Colonel Henry Gariepy was born in 1930, and as a young man, joined the Salvation Army serving as an officer until his retirement in 1995. He was also the national editor-in-chief of the The War Cry during this time. He wrote more than 29 books and was a contributor to an additional 50 works ranging from devotional works to biography and history. One of his best known titles is 100 Portraits of Christ.

In this book, Colonel Gariepy tells of former president Theodore Roosevelt returning home from an African hunting safari. As he boarded the ocean liner at the African port, crowds cheered as he walked up the red carpet. He was given the finest suite aboard the ship. Stewards waited on him hand and foot during the journey home. The former president was the center of the entire ship’s attention.

Also, on board the vessel was another passenger, an elderly missionary who had given his entire life in God’s service in Africa. His wife had died, his children were gone, and he was now returning to his homeland alone. Not one soul on the ship noticed him.

Once the ocean liner arrived in the port of San Francisco, Roosevelt was given a hero’s welcome—whistles blowing, bells ringing, and the waiting crowd’s cheering—as he descended the gangplank. But nobody was there to welcome the returning missionary.

Alone, the elderly man found a small hotel for the night. As he knelt by his bed, his heart broke; “Lord, I am not complaining, but I don’t understand. I gave my life for You in Africa. But it seems to me that no one cares. I just don’t understand.”

Then, in the darkness, it was as if God reached down from heaven, and placing His hand upon the old man’s shoulder, He whispered, “Missionary, you’re not home, yet.”

It brings to mind the old King’s Heralds song, Welcome Home, Children.

Not Home Yet

A great day is coming

Heaven’s gates will open wide

And all who love the Lord may enter in

To join with their loved ones

Who in Jesus Christ have died

Their eternal life in heaven will begin

And the Lord Himself will greet us

Oh, what joy will fill that day

When with a smile of the proudest Father

He’ll look at us and say

Welcome home, children

This is the place I’ve prepared for you

Welcome home, children

Now that your work on earth is through

Welcome home children

You who have fought on so faithfully

Welcome home, children

Welcome home, children

Here where I am you shall always be

Forever rejoicing with Me

“Let your faith be pure and strong and steadfast. … When you rise in the morning, kneel at your bedside and ask God to give you strength to fulfill the duties of the day and to meet its temptations. Ask Him to help you to bring into your work Christ’s sweetness of character. Ask Him to help you to speak words that will draw those around you nearer to Christ.” Sermons and Talks, Vol. 1, 332, 333

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