This world is not our home, but it will be. We live out our days in this sad world eagerly awaiting the new heaven and new earth, clinging daily to this promise: “Behold, the dwelling place of God is with man. He will dwell with them, and they will be his people, and God himself will be with them as their God. He will wipe away every tear from their eyes, and death shall be no more, neither shall there be mourning, nor crying, nor pain anymore, for the former things have passed away” (Rev. 21:3–4). We are pilgrims on our journey home, and we are homesick for a place we have never been. We are foreigners, aliens, and strangers in a strange land whose citizenship in heaven is secure in the One who has gone before us, who is seated at the right hand of the Father, and who is returning to judge, to conquer, and consummate.