When I pushed “Go Home” on my GPS and it led me back to Kennesaw, reality set in.
This is my new normal.
And I’m still not quite sure how I feel about it.
There are lots of question marks. And I’m so tired of everything moving beneath my feet.
I know someday I’ll look back on this and smile.
Because I’ll feel settled. And solid. And secure.
Somewhere.
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this one i can relate to. so much.
@knights_lady says:
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oooh. so good!
Home a place to feel safe and secure. It has two parts, location and people. It’s so hard when the two aren’t in the same place. The place that feels like home I’ve never lived only visited. There is only one place on earth that I could say felt like home. The people ( my wife) we have rarely been apart in the last 22 years. She is my blessing from God. Maybe some day the two will meet. It saddens me to think that the two may never. But she is my gift from God and I will be by her side until one of us is taken home. She is apart of me.
James 1:17 Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the father of the heavenly lights who does not change like shifting shadows.
Genesis 2:23 Thi is now bone of my bone and flesh of my flesh;she sal be called woman, for she was taken out of man.
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Praying. Love you!
@cassgirl says:
This is a serios post I know. But The Spirit just came over me and I just had to smile:
How will Alece sound with NewYorker Georgian slang?
Just a thought…
Love you fierce.
i hope we never find out!
I just studied the book of Ecc. last night. The third chapter is the “time” chapter. I went on down to a familiar phrase.”he makes everything beautiful in his time”. I had never read the whole verse….
Ecc. 3:11 “He has made everything beautiful in its time. Also, he has put eternity into man’s heart, yet so that he cannot find out what God has done from the beginning to the end.”
I LOVE the second half…it show us that we cannot know what all God will do. We have no idea what twists and turns our life will take BUT, He will make everything beautiful in His timing. I love that He even says that before He asks us to trust. He assures of of the beauty He will create BEFORE He lets us in on the fact that we won’t know what each day holds. Hope this brings you comfort.
You are being made even more beautiful through what God is taking you through. Hold His hand and know that He has a plan.
Love- Jen
i’ve always loved His promise of eternity in my heart. that creates the longing-for-more in me that will never be fully satisfied this side of heaven. holy discontent.
Well I know how I feel about it.
But I understand.
Familiarity takes time to develop.
Praying you through this season.
I think that when I comment on your blog, it tells me that you linked to my blog. I laugh. Because I linked to my blog. Hehe.
hey woman friend. kennesaw? i was just up that way in blairsville and my oldest sis lives in marietta, ga.
i’ve been nomadic for a lil while and while there are times when i love the newness of moving around, there is also a longing for a place. a home. to be settled someplace. i’m not sure that i’m gonna find it to the full extent on earth, since we’re not at Home, but there’s a desire in me for a place and for a people.
my parents home will always be that home in a way, but at this point in my life it doesn’t quite feel like my home any more. i’m moving into a new season and i feel a little clumsy and unsure. but i know that this time will be a time i look back and am so glad for…. i’m learning and trusting that any true permanance or feeling of being home is an inward reality and i can carry that inner “home” wherever my body lands.
I’m also hoping and trusting for people that i can share a home away from Home with…
i love you! hope you find some tasty apple dessert today (isn’t that your fav?)
you remembered! yes, apple desserts are my fav! (means a lot that you even knew that, swinger.)
any idea if you’ll be back up here soon? i want to see you.
and i’m living right on the edge of marietta. i’d love to meet your sister sometime if she (and you!) are game.
i’m glad we’re nomads together(-ish).
i love you, shann.
I understand.
And I’m sorry.
I hope you find that place in life soon, where you feel safe and secure, that you have found in your heart with your faith.
I am not sure how settled any of us can feel in this fast paced, mobile, every changing world we live in.
I think feeling loved, wherever we happen to be at the moment, is a much as we can hope for.
You’re a heart that loves to put down roots with a call that transplants you many times. In hearts, in countries, in lives. What a battle that would be. My battle is always with friends. I have to constantly remind myself that one day there will be no separation. This life is an eye-blink. Thank God.
“My new normal”. I struggle to settle into my new normal as well.
The hard part for me is that I see life now through my pain and often I see only broken pieces. I can’t help but see a piece of colored glass once beautiful and now shattered. Slowly though, as my life moves me forward, I begin to see that all my broken pieces are God’s grand work of art… what felt like only random brokenness are his calculated cuts. He arranges all the shattered pieces, fitting them together. They begin to form an image, a stained glass window, a work in progress.
You are already so beautiful… I can’t wait to see you many years from now.
one of my new favorite verses is II Sam. 22:21 in the MSG —
“God made my life complete when i placed all the pieces before Him.”