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  • Writer's pictureLaura Kae

Feels like home to me

Feels like home to me. I am having an incredibly awesome life. I am feeling connected and loved and more and more at home. This is life and life abundantly. It is amazing how true God’s promises are. Which I suppose is not amazing at all, but should be obvious. What would be out of the ordinary is that they ended up not being true. I am so many things in Christ. I am so exhausted tonight. I don’t know why, but in spite of it being too early for bed on a Friday night, I believe I shall turn in.

More and more often I ask God if I might never have to leave. I have always ran, but I want to run no more. I want this to be home. I know people come and go here, but I want to stay and watch the people come and go. I know if God moves me on, He will prepare me for it. He will prepare my heart for the goodbyes, but I think I will bawl my eyes out. I can’t fathom saying goodbye to His precious children whom I have come to know. I can’t fathom leaving the only place I have ever allowed myself to know and be known. It feels like home to me, and I never want to leave until I go to my eternal home – the one I long for often. Not always so much as an escape anymore as a longing to be whole and complete. A longing to leave the pain behind. A longing to be one with Him. A longing for perfect peace; but on this earth, I am so glad He asked me to come here. So thankful for His amazing goodness. So thankful He is perfect love.

“My prayer is not for them alone. I pray also for those who will believe in me through their message, that all of them may be one, Father, just as you are in me and I am in you. May they also be in us so that the world may believe that you have sent me.” – John 17:20-21


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