Yes, my daughter is "home" from Kyrghystan!
As I think about "home" and what that looks like. . .not the physical house or the town, but the safety; the comfort; the warm acceptance; the joy. . .maybe all this "waiting time" and the intermittent unrest; the physical pain and the struggle with discontent;
maybe it's because I'm not "home" yet . . .
". . .and I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever." (Psalm 23:6b NIV)
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