It’s been almost 5 months since I left the comfort of America since I left my incredible family and friends. Since I left my home. You often hear that home isn’t a place, it’s the people. I have learned to create home wherever I have gone, with my squad mates and with many hosts. With this, there still are times when you have to leave these people and you must create home again with the new circumstances. There is a third part to all of what I am learning.
It’s hard to carry around this constant thought that nothing is permanent, we don’t have the power to control if or when people or things will leave. It’s hard, there are some months where it takes a little longer to make the place feel like home. This month has started off to a rough start, despite being with my entire squad and being surrounded by so many of my dearest brothers and sisters, I struggled to feel at home. All my belongings are confined to a tent and I never felt at peace. I fell into this trap of looking for home in people, instead of in God.
I have stayed back from ministry to try to find this peace and each day didn’t solve whatever I thought needed to be. But it’s fun because God meets you in places you didn’t expect. Today part of the squad held an event for the men and women who work at the AIM base, so my usual agriculture ministry was put on hold. When I woke, I felt conflicted for not having a ministry to go to, but as the day went on, God said he made today for me.
He told me there is more to the story of what home is.
Home is ALWAYS with the Lord.
In the Old Testament, God told King David, through the Prophet Nathan, that He will create a place for his people, and it is there we will dwell. In 2 Corinthians, Paul writes that it is not in our earthly home that we will dwell, but in the building from God. God has created a home for us and as our Father, He loves us so much.
In our house with the Lord:
We are always welcome
We are always loved
We are always fed
We are always clothed
It’s comforting to know that I will never be homeless.
