So, today’s the day … Here I am, kicking off my first-ever blog post series:
I do, however, feel the need to preface this particular topic, and perhaps even offer a bit of a disclaimer.
Obviously, my ‘definition’ of home is biased. I don’t seek in this series to define home for the reader, but rather to share how my own personal reflections of home have changed and developed over the years as a result of various experiences and circumstances.
As I shared in a previous post, over the course of the next month, I plan to share:
- reflections on my experiences moving ten times in ten years, including two inter-continental moves,
- how my cross-cultural family has influenced my definition of ‘home,’
- how my mom’s death at age 59 affected my view of ‘home,’
- my temptation to get comfortable in this world, and
- my deeper conviction that heaven is our real home.
The way I have processed these experiences, however, has been swayed and influenced by my upbringing. My worldview is not a neutral one. I’d venture to guess that yours isn’t neutral, either.
I write through the lenses of a female, a Christian, a middle-class American, a wife in a cross-cultural marriage, a mother, a missionary, a motherless daughter .. and the list goes on.
All of these factors will affect the way I ‘define’ home over the next 31 days.
I have a feeling that the ‘middle-class American’ in me will dominate the way my words fall into lines as I recount my journey thus far.
You see, I have always had a home. I’ve always had four walls and a roof protecting me from the elements. I’ve always had a warm bed, every single night.
This is painfully untrue for far too many people in the world. My slanted concept of ‘home’ is vastly different from theirs.
Ultimately, I hope to arrive at the end of this month of blogging with a firmer conviction that our individual perceptions of ‘home’ are immaterial … as long as we cling to the hope of the one, true, eternal home offered to us in Scripture — through faith in Jesus Christ.
So I hope you’ll join me in this journey — may it be a mutually encouraging one.