Home..

This summer has been crazy, unplanned, & completely out of my comfort zone. I started out at home in Alma, before I went to Africa. When I came back, my parents had made their move to Rison, & were already starting to call it home. God has used this time of moving & transition to turn my world upside down a little.
I can't remember ever being confident through change. I remember being sure my life was ending when we moved in 5th grade. When second semester of 7th grade came, & we were moving again, I was sure death was a better alternative. Even when I moved to Russellville for school, I wasn't sure about all of it, but I thought I was past being "homesick." I've realized that I'm never going to hate being wherever my parents call home, because it's comfortable like nowhere else. I'm never going to hate being in Alma because, a little piece of it will always feel right, even if I don't make my life there. God has thrown my entire definition of home out, and replaced it with this incredible peace and joy that only He can bring. I keep saying, "Jesus! I want to go home," & it's as if instantly, He quiets my fear and discomfort and says, "Rest in Me, child!"
Through all the change & adjustments that have come with this summer, I've began to truly understand that there is no greater "home" then when I rest and rely on my sweet Jesus to get me through. How sweet & comforting it is to know I never have to be homesick again, because the incredible love of my Jesus is home. Love Love Love.