Sunday, July 15, 2007

Carrying my homelessness on my back


I'm what they call a third culture kid- and as a category, we tend to make home out of wherever we are. I am also finding that I carry a sort of homelessness around too. I don't seep into the earth that I inhabit. I am shallow-rooted.
It is a good thing when it is time to move (now is one of those times), but I long for a place and time when I love where I live and I won't have to worry about needing to move away or having the place change and become something other than what I love.
Home and Homelessness share the same uneasy space in me. This tension, I think, is universal to one degree or another, but I think that we who follow Christ have a hope of resolution in time, or at least beyond it.

1 comment:

Shawn Stutz said...

I can totally relate to this tension. I have moved more than not-- never lived anywhere more than 6 six years. I can't believe you heading out already-- man what an adventure. I hate that you're not going to be there when we get there. That would've been cool. Later...