That's true, we are temporary dwellers here, marching on and upward to our permanent heavenly abode. Amen.
The grass always appears greener on the other side until you get up close and personal to it. Then you find, nah, not what I thought. It's just a bit of grass with heaps of weeds, like home. Then you check, and whoa, hang on, I've got weeds growing on myself. I betta stop and yank those out, don't want to carry those into any new country. 😒