Now listen, daughter, don’t miss a word: forget your country, put your home behind you. Be here—the king is wild for you. Since he’s your Lord, adore him.” — Psalm 45:10-11
Recently I said goodbye to six friends who came for a week-long visit—two of them being some of my closest and most cherished friends. To say it was bittersweet is putting it mildly.
HOME. It is a word filled with deep emotion, smells, sounds, and fraught with meaning. Lately I have come to realize something: I can no longer define a single place on this spinning planet 3rd from the sun as “home.” This is both unsettling and exciting all at the same time. You see, until I stepped out in faith and obedience I didn’t fully understand a truth of Scripture. We, the Body of Christ, were never meant to be comfortable here… Earth was never supposed to feel like home. Oh, but it can be so comfortable! Filled with yummy foods, beautiful scenery, amazing experiences and people who we hold most dear—but all these things are to point us towards our real home, our forever home in the presence of our beloved Savior, even Jesus!