A house is not a home...

"And Jesus replied to him, 'Foxes have holes and the birds of the air have lodging places, but the Son of Man has nowhere to lay his head."

Before I was married, but after I left home, I moved around a lot. Now that I am married, WE move around. A lot.

 Maybe it's me? 

In the seven years after high school I moved 8 times. In 4 years of marriage we have moved 4 times. I like to think that perhaps God knew what my marriage would look like so he prepped me to be an extra efficient purger and packer in the years leading up to it :)

 Or maybe I just have a home-commitment problem. 

Either way, because of the constant moving it's hard for me to really lay down roots, decorate in ways that I would like and really create a home that I want to live in and grow a family in.

During one particular move, I was extra emotional. We were moving from my absolute dream apartment to a house and a town that was just not... me. I remember unpacking our room while my husband was having some friends over to play cards. I was silently crying, and heard him tell one of our friends that I was not "handling the move very well." 

That's when I lost it. 

Total meltdown, crashed into a pile of boxes and sobbed. 

WHAT is our life? Why can't I settle God? Where are you taking us God?

 In between cries, I started thinking of Jesus. He didn't have a home on earth either. I perked up a bit, honored and humbled that God would let me experience a bit more of His son. I wondered how Jesus did it. 

My conclusion? 

The presence of God. 

He didn't have a home but he was so close to his father. 

Standing in a room of boxes, I knew what would make our house a home. And it wasn't the hardwood floors that I longed for. It was the presence of God. 

And again, I felt honored and humbled that God would choose little ol' me to walk this path.

What makes your house a home?

** Disclaimer: To my darling husband, this does NOT in any way mean that I don't want to move back to the city into a dream apartment. I would do that tomorrow. Or tonight, actually. Yeah. Tonight.