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“You have made us for yourself, O Lord, and our heart is restless until it rests in you.” St. Augustine.

I grew up hearing about and believing in God. In a thousand different ways I’ve said, sung, and written that my trust is in the Lord as my ultimate source. Sometimes I’ve actually lived like it’s true. Now I have to.

As much as I crave new experiences and adventure, home is where I come back to for rest. That’s what I think St. Augustine is talking about – without knowing what the restlessness is about, our hearts long to be home.

When we find our true home, we know it. We discover a place of warmth, safety, and security. We can be ourselves and know we are loved. We can even be honest about the dark parts of ourselves and find grace and mercy.

I have pitched lots of tents in places that were never meant to be home. I’m not judging myself for that. Just saying that I really lost out.

Right now, I simply cannot afford to lose out. I have to go for the real deal, not an inferior substitute. My peace, my serenity, my ability to show up in the world in a way that honors God, myself, and Chandler – it’s all in knowing where home is.

Lord Christ, give me the courage to return again and again and again to you, my heart’s true home. Give me the grace to live as if everything I need is in you. Amen.