Feels Like Home

Home.
Home is where the heart is.
Home, sweet Home.

We've heard all the sayings, probably coming from my mouth ;-) Emily recently told me that I was like a walking idiom and she's right! However, the sweetness of being and feeling at home somewhere is something that has been experienced by all.

Home is a place I can be myself. A place where I can be vulnerable. A place where the worst of me can and has been seen yet I still find acceptance there. I have been blessed with an amazing family and though they aggravate the trash out of me sometimes, I adore them and am so thankful for the fact that wherever we are, as long as I am with them, I am home.

This summer I have learned a new definition of home. There are many reasons why I believe God brought me down here to Baton Rouge this summer and I think the biggest was to change me. Friends, my heart has been hugely changed this summer and I am so excited to see the fruits that come from this season of harvesting and growth. This summer, living in a place that was so unfamiliar to me (except for the few weekend trips I had made down here in the past few years) has taught me to make my home in Him.

I have taken huge comfort in knowing that wherever I go, I am not alone. He goes with me. Though I know this is a simple truth, it is the simple truths that can utterly rock your world. Even when I, in my disobedience, go down a road He hasn't directed me down, He goes with me. I will never be alone. I have learned (and am still learning) what blessing comes from being completely vulnerable with Him: with sharing my frustrations, my joys, the highs and lows of my day...everything. I have seen Him move in the simplest and quietest ways, but ways that have glorified Him and magnified who He is in my life.

In the past seven months, I have never seen the hand of God move so directly in my life and in this walls are being broken down. I am learning to trust. In this place, I have never felt closer to the Lord. Never felt more okay with simply being me in His presence. I am beginning to see that in life wherever I go, wherever I am, I will always be at home at long as He is with me guiding me, counseling me, loving me. The best part is that there is no where I can go that He hasn't already been and that He won't go with me to.

In am facing my senior year of college, crazy. There are so many unknowns in facing this year but I have never been more okay with or more excited about it. My life could literally go anywhere. But wherever I go, I know I will be home because He will be with me. He will be guiding me and directing me.

Home. A place of vulerability, comfort, and peace. A place where love is recieved. A place where refuge is found. A place where trust is nurtured. A place where freedom is experienced....a freedom that leads to

Reckless Abandon


"One thing I ask of the LORD,

this is what I seek:
that I may dwell in the house of the LORD
all the days of my life,
to gaze upon the beauty of the LORD
and to seek him in his temple"
Psalm 27:4