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So I’ve been “home” for 15 days. Which is kinda a rough place for me to be. That’s partly because I don’t really know where home is. In the past 2 years, I’ve been in 25 countries. I’ve flown through 24 airports. I’ve slept in over 40 different beds (yes I counted). Home? Where’s that? So I think a little bit of confusion is understandable and ok. But now, here I am back in the US, and I’m sad. I’m sad to be back where my passport says I belong. And yes, it certainly has a little to do with my wanderlust, but no, there’s something deeper.

I don’t know how to be me in America. The past two years, traveling and serving, I’ve done and seen some amazing things. I’ve led 40+ people into new freedoms and bringing Kingdom. I’ve gone up to strangers and prayed for them. I’ve handed out Valentine’s Day cards and preached on street corners. I’ve worshipped in London tubes and on Ukrainian sidewalks. I’ve befriended Buddhist monks and Thai political revolutionaries. I’ve seen people give their lives to Christ and be physically healed and hear for the first time that Jesus loves them. I’ve gotten to be a part of God healing this broken world and pouring out His Spirit. So why can’t I do that here? Why can’t I have the faith and joy and intimacy and love that I have on the field here, in America?

Yes, American culture makes it difficult to live that kind of lifestyle. But I think that’s a cheap answer. I think the truth is I didn’t really believe who I am and I didn’t really trust that God is who He is. And I hate that I did that. I hate that last time I was home, and even for a bit this time out on the field, I was controlling instead of honest, timid instead of bold, focused on God’s promises instead of on Him.

The only difference between me here and there is the title I put on it. It’s “missionary work” when I’m in London or Manila or wherever, which somehow makes it easier to be myself. That’s stupid. It’s just loving God and loving people. And I can do that.

Because I am a woman of God. I am a faithful woman of unfailing love.

And that’s exactly who I’m gonna be. And exactly what I’m gonna do. Starting here at home. Because home is just a title; it’s just a word. It doesn’t change anything. Even if it does have four letters.

Thank you so much to those of you who have supported my mission the past 6 months. I’m still in need of financial support, so if you would like to donate please click here!