After fifty years of service in Africa, a weary missionary couple descended the gangplank of their boat. Their disembarking was delayed by a throng of press and well-wishers welcoming President Theodore Roosevelt back from his most recent safari. As they made their way through the crowd, the husband expressed to his wife how discouraged he was. After fifty years of spreading the gospel, after losing two children to jungle diseases, there was not a single person to welcome them home. His wife suggested that he talk to God about this during his bedtime prayers. In their cheap little hotel room the exhausted wife fell asleep almost immediately. She awoke in the morning to find her husband smiling and whistling softly as he prepared for the day.
“Boy,” she said, “you have certainly lightened up. Did you tell God about your disappointment?”
“Yes, I did,” he answered. “I told Him how sad and angry it made me that after all the years of service and sacrifice, we had no one to welcome us home.”
“Well,” his wife asked, “what did God say to you?”
With a smile her husband answered. “God said, ‘You’re not home yet.’ ”