Home?

Sophia and I are settling back into life in Auckland after being gone for almost 3 weeks. I have thought a lot about the concept of home in the last few years, especially since we had moved around so much during a couple of those years. Did I come home to Auckland? Or did I leave home to come back here?

I'm not convinced home is an actual place. To me, home feels more like people who know me and still love me. I could consider Grand Rapids home, because that is where I spent the first 25 years of my life. That is where most of my family is. That is where so much of my history is. That is where I discovered many parts of myself.  That is where some of my best friends are.  

I could also consider St. Louis home. To date, that is where Travis and I spent the majority of our married lives together. That is where we learned so much from school and work. That is where I found a community of Christians I really connected with, and continue to do so, even from across the world.  That is where we had our first child.

Travis asked if it felt like I came home when I arrived in Auckland. I told him I wasn't sure if Auckland was my home, but he was my home. I felt like I was coming home because he is here. I look forward to the ultimate homecoming when I will be with my Jesus forever. He is my true home, and in his father's house are many rooms.