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Read PART 1, Are You My Mother? and PART 2, The Circus Tent, or, Have You Met My Family?.  

A New Home

It’s almost 2 PM. My writing has been interrupted every couple of minutes by my family going to catch their respective flights. Drea sits next to me, talking to home, looking at pictures. Like an older sister, she rubs my shoulders as I write. She plays with my Starbucks cup. Her red sparkly toes hang over the marble ledge of our bench. 
 
In a few hours her toes and her shoulder rubs will be gone, off on a plane to Arizona. Joel will pack up his little laptop. Liz (who’s still talking to home an hour later) will be gone to New York. Adam from J Squad and Colby and Sam and Berkleigh and Michelle and all my brothers and sisters and mothers will be gone from this place. They’ll all be home. 

What is home without your family? What is life without your family?

The band Blind Pilot sings to me through my little, white earphones, “One of these mornings we’ll be… we’ll be… One of these mornings we’ll be home.”

Home. Home. Home, where the heart is. My heart, and I may not understand this right now, and you may not either, but my heart has made its home: NOT here, but in Resurrection; NOT two months from now, when my family be reunited to do God’s will on the World Race, but a lifetime from now when he will come again and bring my family with him. Until then, I will sit in airports, in these transient moments, and stare at my family as my heart groans. I will drink coffee and write and watch Liz talk on her cell phone. I will bear my heavy pack around the world, a world waiting to be born. I will lay my heavy pack down amongst the poor. I will lay my heavy pack down amongst the rich. I am waiting to be born. 

And the waiting is the hardest part.