ONE’S OWN HOME

 

 

 

            Every bird loves its own nest. The owl thinks the ruins the fairest spot under the moon, and the fox is of the opinion that his hole in the hill is remarkably cozy. When my master’s nag knows that his head is toward home he wants no whip, but thinks it best to put on all steam; And I am always of the same mind, for the way home, to me, is the best bit of road in the country. I like to see the smoke out of my own chimney better than the fire on another man’s hearth. There is something so beautiful in the way in which it curls up among the trees.

 

   ~ Charles Spurgeon