My home is in Heaven. I'm just traveling through this world.

“My home is in Heaven. I’m just traveling through this world.” Thus spoke Billy Graham, the great preacher whose voice carried across nations and generations, calling humankind to remember its divine origin and eternal destiny. In these words, simple yet profound, lies a truth older than any civilization — that the soul is not of this earth, but merely passing through it. This world, with its fleeting joys and passing sorrows, is not the final resting place of the spirit. We are, as the ancients would say, pilgrims upon the road of time, travelers bound for eternity.

When Billy Graham uttered these words, he spoke as one who had seen the heights and depths of human life. He had preached in stadiums filled with millions, counseled kings and peasants alike, and yet his heart was never rooted in worldly success. He understood that even the grandest life on earth is but a journey, a moment’s passage before the soul returns to its true home. His quote echoes the ancient wisdom of the Scriptures, where it is written: “For here we have no continuing city, but we seek one to come.” Thus, Graham’s words remind us that while we dwell among the dust, our hearts must remain oriented toward the stars.

To call Heaven one’s home is not to despise the earth, but to see it rightly — as a temporary dwelling, a place of learning and testing. The traveler honors the road, but does not mistake it for his destination. In the same way, the wise cherish this world without becoming enslaved to it. Every trial becomes a lesson, every joy a glimpse of the eternal, every loss a reminder that nothing here lasts forever. To live with Heaven as one’s home is to walk through the world lightly, with gratitude but without greed, with love but without fear.

Consider the life of Saint Augustine, who wandered in confusion for many years, searching for meaning in pleasures and philosophies. Only when his soul was weary did he lift his gaze heavenward and cry, “Our hearts are restless, O Lord, until they rest in You.” He, too, discovered that man is not fulfilled by the world’s offerings, for his true home is beyond the veil of mortality. Like Augustine, Billy Graham knew that the spirit of man bears the imprint of the infinite — and until it returns to that source, it remains a traveler, longing for peace.

Yet, these words also carry a call to purpose. If this world is only a journey, then how shall we travel? Shall we pass through in haste, concerned only with ourselves, or shall we leave behind a trail of goodness for those who come after us? For though Heaven is our destination, Earth is our field of labor. Every act of kindness, every prayer, every sacrifice becomes a step toward that celestial home. The traveler who walks with compassion honors the One who awaits him at the journey’s end.

Many who heard Billy Graham preach were struck by his serenity — his calm certainty that life and death alike were part of God’s plan. When he spoke of Heaven, he did not speak as one dreaming of escape, but as one at peace with the path. Even as age and illness overtook his body, his spirit remained strong, for he saw death not as an ending, but as a homecoming. To him, the grave was not a wall, but a doorway — the final passage for the pilgrim who has walked faithfully through the shadowed lands of time.

Lesson: Live as a traveler, not a settler. Build not your soul upon the shifting sands of wealth, fame, or pleasure, but upon the eternal foundation of faith, love, and humility. Remember always that your true home is not of this world. Let this truth free you from fear, for no storm of life can destroy what awaits you beyond. Be a light along the road, helping others to find their way, for every traveler who loves and serves carries a piece of Heaven with them even now.

So go forth, child of the eternal. Walk this world with open eyes and a tender heart, but hold it lightly, knowing that one day the journey will end — not in darkness, but in dawn. For as Billy Graham taught, we are all travelers beneath the same sky, and the light that guides us home shines not from this earth, but from Heaven, where love and life are everlasting.