On Looking for Home

The longing for the feeling of home has been present all my life. Home is comfort. It is safety. It is acceptance, belonging, and a feeling of being wanted. It is peace and rest. And most of all it is always there. Something that can be counted on.

I’ve found experiences of home in place, in people, even in stories. Of course, my home with my family is the greatest one of these. The settled presence in that home is slowly returning.

But all of these things are only a reflection. I found my thoughts lifted to the fulfillment of home recently.

I had no idea
The pain would be this strong
I had no idea
The fight would last this long
In my darkest fears
The rights become the wrong

I am still running
I am still running

Build me a home
Inside your scars
Build me a home
Inside your song
Build me a home
Inside your open arms
The only place I ever will belong

Jon Foreman

These lyrics encompassed my experience, and also drew my eyes beyond it. The never-ending fight is real. Pain beyond comprehension has been a companion far too much. Always running; that is often my version of living. Running in search of relief, peace, rest.

I think everyone has their own version of this in life. We’re all looking for home. We just need to remember that it has been right here all along.

He who dwells in the secret place of the Most High Shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty. I will say of the Lord, “He is my refuge and my fortress; My God, in Him I will trust.” * * * He shall cover you with His feathers, And under His wings you shall take refuge; His truth shall be your shield and buckler.

Psalm 91:1-2,4

NKJV

Songs for Comfort, Words to Carry
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On Mindfulness

Mindfulness has become a common topic to hear about in our world today. I have been discovering its benefits myself lately. But to be clear, when I speak of “mindfulness” I am speaking of grounding myself in the present moment and my surroundings, meditating on them in a way that brings stillness and is a helpful focus.

My personality carries the lovely slant of finding anything new or popular to be suspect. So of course the current trendiness of mindfulness has made engaging with it a bit of a wrestle for me.

You can imagine my delight when I came across some reading encouraging me that this thing that feels a little like the latest fad is not new. Further, that the way I have been engaging in it is something that has been encouraged in the church historically.

I offer a couple of these passages for anyone who might also appreciate the encouragement.

…if many of us knew how to spend a little time daily in the calm repose of contemplative retirement, we should find ourselves less exhausted by the wear and tear of our worldly duties. …Just as a change of posture relieves the weariness of the body, a change of thoughts will prevent your spirits becoming languid. Sit down in a chamber at eventide, throw the window up, look at God’s bright stars, and count those eyes of heaven. Or if you like it better, pause in the noontide heat, look down upon the busy crowd in the streets, and count the men like so many ants upon the anthill of this world. Or if you care not to look about you, sit down and look within yourself, count the pulses of your own heart, and examine the emotions of your own breast.

Charles Spurgeon
English Baptist preacher 1834-1892

Praise and admiration are the going forth of the understanding upon an excellent object. Now when you shall read the book of creation, you will have reason to praise the Author of it. When you cast your eyes upward and consider the heavens, it is God that hath stretched forth that rich canopy over our heads. When you cast your eye down and consider the vast body of the earth – it hangs in the air, which is so weak a thing that it cannot hold up a feather – it is founded upon the power of God. When you consider the vast collection of waters in the sea, that such a raging element should be bounded with the sand, which is the weakest thing; how should this teach us likewise to admire His power! He that will but converse with creation thus by way of meditation will learn to admire the unsearchable wisdom, the unspeakable goodness, and the infinite power of God.

William Bates
English Presbyterian 1628-1699

Passages taken from The Free Grace Broadcaster Issue 245

Words to Carry
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