I flew to CA last week and just got back here again last night. I lived in the same city for pretty much my whole life until moving here to Durham just three months ago. So to go back and visit was kind of a weird experience. I was a little worried about going to be honest. I was worried about being conflicted. Moving across the country wasn't an easy thing to do. Now that we're here, I love it and consider this place home. But for thirty years before that I called my little city of Yucaipa home. I had a great time in CA connecting with family and friends that I miss so much. But after a couple of days - I longed for home. And home has changed. So it was kind of weird being in the place I called home for so long, but not feeling at home. I thank God that in the physical move of houses and stuff, he moved my heart as well. My heart is in Durham. I long for this city to be the place that God intended it to be. I long for resurrection, for hope, and for renewal.
I know that some of you out there have experienced moving. Some of you have lived all over the place. What would you call home?
I know that some of you out there have experienced moving. Some of you have lived all over the place. What would you call home?
