My answer:
I was lying in bed last night, unable to sleep due to a headache and I began to ponder the answer to this question. At first I couldn’t think of anything to really summarize the place I am at in life right now. Then I began to wonder…”what if I think of the section title, instead of just a chapter title?” So I quickly was able to come up with “O Home, home, wherefore art thou home?”
See, ever since I left for my first year of college I have felt kind of homeless. For over 7 years I have lived in dormitories, other people’s houses, in a tent with a bugnet over my head (I did that for two years, mind you…), and none of it ever really felt like home. There have been times that for weeks or even a couple months, like summer break, or now until the World Race begins, I have lived with my parents again…but even that doesn’t feel like home anymore. My room was long ago taken over by my little brother and redecorated and painted. My few possessions have been boxed up and stored away. I now feel like a guest and live out of a suitcase. I love my family dearly and enjoy being around them and spending quality time with them…but living with them is not the same as it once was. It’s hard to find where I fit in.
Back to the original question…what is the title of this particular chapter in my life? I would have to say “Restless Wanderer.” After thinking about how I’ve been homeless, in a way, for these past several years, I realized I am getting tired of it. I am desperately wanting to feel at home somewhere. So am I crazy for signing another year of my life to a nomad lifestyle by joining the World Race? Maybe…but then again, maybe it will be on this trip 
that God shows me where my home is going to be. Perhaps in some other country. Maybe in some sort of ministry field. Or maybe He will teach me to be content no matter where I lay my head at night…it was said of Jesus himself, “Foxes have holes and birds of the air have nests, but the Son of Man has no place to lay his head.” I suppose I will never feel completely at home anywhere on this earth. Jesus didn’t, so why should I be any different?
