For thirteen months My Love and I hung our hats in a comfortable little apartment in Meriden, Iowa. For those same months, we carried our groceries and laundry up and down the 23 steps to the second level. During that time we ate, slept, relaxed and paid our rent. We were content and satisfied.
But it was never home!
Now we are five days in our new location in the country. We are still in the process of unpacking boxes and looking for different items of importance. Then, after finding them, to relocate them later! Yet, with all the chaos and disruption, it is already home! In all the moves that I have made in my life (and there were MANY of them), in none of them have I felt so at home so quickly. I could not feel anymore at home if we owned this piece of property.
What is it that makes a place into a home? Why is it that one place can be only a place to live, while another is a place of renewal and life?
One thing I am able to put my finger on is the sense of belonging. This location is a good fit for both My Love and me. It nourishes our spirits and feeds our hearts as we soak in the presence of God in the surroundings, both outside and within. Whether we are merely looking out the windows, or walking in the yard, we are breathing in New Life.
Truly we feel blessed as we begin this phase of our journey here in the Valley of the Little Sioux River.
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