So I’m back… home?
I moved house twice last year. First from a three-bed terraced house with its microscopic garden:
Then from my gorgeous garden apartment in the old house (some of it dating from 1792) with the amazing garden:
To tell the complete truth, I was evicted! The elderly lady who owned the house died and the legatees wanted vacant possession so they could sell. So I and my fellow residents were ousted. Each of us, I’m glad to say, found somewhere else to go. But I can’t say where I am now feels like home – and my three-week trip to Scotland has raised questions for me about ‘home’.
I always used to say I was like a Snail, carrying my sense of home with me, able to make ‘home’ wherever I landed. Which is just as well, when one considers that the move to the current place is my 22nd move!
Suffolk is very beautiful. Scotland, as this blog has demonstrated, is also very beautiful in a different way. Both have offered me places to live and grow and I am grateful to both.
There’s an old song: ‘This world is not my home, I’m just a-passing through.’ And that’s true. Home will always be temporary on this earth. But for those of us who have entrusted our lives and our eternal futures to Jesus Christ, there’s a security in knowing that ‘home’ is sorted now and in the future – short-, medium-, and long-term!
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I hope that you feel at home soon, Dorothy. I know that as Christians we are a pilgrim people, and that our ultimate home is heaven, but putting down roots is also very human and you have had a very hard number of years. I would like to pray you feel very happy in a home here as well as when you get to the eternal home we are all aiming for!
Prayers for your guidance, Dorothy!