Somewhere along this trail I’ve been hiking called My Writing Journey, I started seeing light filtering through the trees. Instead of staring at the trail (and writing about it), I started looking up (and writing about that).
I started seeing shimmers of eternity in the humdrum of the journey.
My writing has changed since those first baby blog posts (about life ambitions and Halloween… yikes).
More than ever, I want to go Home. The hike can be lovely, but it’s getting harder, and I’m ready for Jesus to come back and to make this worn out world new again. I’m tired of being empty, achy, and homesick.
Doug McKelvey’s liturgy for inconsolable homesickness sounds like my heart’s cry:
“Let me steward well, Lord Christ,
this gift of homesickness– this grieving for a
childhood gone, this ache for distant family,
lost fellowship, past laughter, shared lives, and
the sense that I was somewhere I belonged.“1
You feel it too, don’t you?
That’s because God made us to be at home in his perfect presence. As his chosen children, we’re hungry for Eden again.
So, will you join me in my longings?
Starting Thursday, I’m launching a three-part blog series called Home.
Here’s the plan:
October 1: Belonging to a Place.
November 5: Belonging to a Person & People.
December 3: Belonging in a Kingdom.
I want to delve into what “Home” really means for a Christian. It’s a brick-and-mortar place, oh yes. But it’s also a people— a Body of believers worshiping as Christ’s Bride. And most gloriously, it’s a Kingdom of light, where we’ll worship our Bridegroom forever.
Because this topic is deep and wide, you’ll want to read these articles more like chapters in a book than listicle blog posts. They’ll be longer, but I hope they’ll be richer.
There’s something else…
I’m making three Spotify playlists, unique to each article, and will be releasing one per month. These will feature lots of songs from my sehnsucht playlist, but tailored to each month’s theme.
This is a pretty massive project. But it won’t mean anything if the goal isn’t to serve and worship Christ.
I’m praying this series and these songs stir your longings for Home. I pray you’ll look at your own home and church as reflections of that light filtering through the trees– which is eternity.
I pray you’ll feel a fiercer desire for Jesus to look a little more like John the Baptist– “The voice of one crying in the wilderness” that “the kingdom of heaven is at hand” (John 3:2, 3).
Will you not only join me, but pray for me? I can’t do this alone, and I sure can’t do it in my own strength.
We’re hiking this trail together.
May the light from above warm us.
“It is a good, good thing to have a home.”2
1 Douglas McKelvey, Every Moment Holy. (2017: Nashville, TN. Rabbit Room Press), 221