Since we are packing up our home, this has been on my mind. Where is home?
I asked Rich and a friend what home means to them...they said a place where you are safe, honored, respected, celebrated, able to be yourself, understood, known, listened to, have a voice, accepted, supported, cared and provided for, welcomed, you belong, have fellowship, are comforted, have memories, a place you can always go to.
I've learned some things about myself in this journey...I've never had a desire to be a vocational missionary...now I've been living this adventure since 2004!
In past seasons I couldn't wait to have time away from the house, now I look forward to extended times at home.
I had no thought of living anywhere but the USA...now I feel like I'm home in South Africa these last 5 years. I will miss this house.
I'm grateful God has filled my heart with what home means, the welcoming, belonging, acceptance and intimacy. I can take home with me wherever I go.