dear home,
man oh man, i never thought my heart would long for you the way it does. my feet are satisfied wherever they stand. but my Father has shown me much about you. almost all my life i wished and wished i could escape you. to just run and run away until i was far from you. to run to a place with more excitement, to a place alive and busy. and the father gave me exactly the kind of newness and change i’d been wishing for, for quite sometime. but now that i’ve been around the world i can see you for who you’ve been all my life, i can see you through the eyes of the Father. no longer my own.
you are a place of divine simplicity. i never thought i would miss your cornfields that stretch far and wide. i most certainly never thought i would miss your dusty gravel roads, or even having to drive hours to get to a desired destination. but here i catch myself appreciating these little details in a way like never before.
you are a place of steadiness. of stillness. a sense of calm is never hard to find in you. i can sit anywhere, and appreciate your serenity.
the Father is so present through your people that are eager to love. the silly statement midwestern friendliness is something i can see and find truth in. your people are kind. their devotion sincere. their smiles authentically warm. you hold the people that are oh so special to me, taking care of them well. when i think of you, they always appear there too. but i trust them in your hands, and in the hands of the Father.
my heart is so full. i delight in being able to call you home. to know that God chose you for me to spend these first 18 years of life in. raising me, caring for me, and preparing me to take on this crazy world. knowing that you too can’t wait for my arrival. and when i make my return, you will welcome me with wide arms, and it will somehow feel like i never even left them.
see you in 4 months, sweet place.
<33 ana
