Tuesday, September 15, 2015

Home.

Some of us have no home. The most painful thing I've ever had communicated to me, as a foreigner wherever I go, and usually when I express an opinion outside of the norm, is, "Go home."  

I think that is the cruelest attack we can make on a person in transition. 

For me, it's hard to take when "home" is not something I have ever found nor even hope to find on this earth. I have instead found my only stable citizenship identity as an Adult Third Culture Kid is in Heaven. 

Everything else, however precious, is just reflection of a better reality, and those of us who cannot go home may find our comfort in our God with us right here, right now. 

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