We just moved to what is our 4th apartment in about 13 months. In the midst of packing up and moving across the Atlantic, we traveled for pleasure and for work, to visit family and friends, and each journey was exciting and exhausting in its own way...
The dignity of life
My Word(s) of the Year(s)
No more window shopping
The Loop Pedal
The light shines in the darkness
Do I know Him?
To desire, but not want
To be at home
The cliché response to all of this would be that Heaven is our true home, and until we get there, we are simply pilgrims on a journey towards that Home. But that answer doesn’t necessarily satisfy the inner turmoil that all of this has created. As far as my earthly life is concerned, where do I belong?…