We're here.
The laundry is done. I've been to the grocery store. I've walked through Target with my mouth agape at the abundance of items to purchase. I played with my pups. I've held my GrandBoys. I've slept in my cozy bed.
But glad to be home? No. My home is Heaven.
We are sitting on "go". Ready to obey at a moment's notice. Content but not satisfied. The only thing that will satisfy is to do what God tells us to do, say what He tells us to say, go where He tells us to go. Nothing more, nothing less...
I refuse and actively resist being sleepy and complacent. I will not shy away from speaking the truth in love. I won't be afraid to do things I've never done before. I consider "comfortable" to be a dirty word. I won't be that.
We didn't return from our time in Argentina the same. We have been forever changed. And we plan to stay that way.
Right now, I'm enjoying my time here. I'm getting reacquainted with my favorite shops. I'm enjoying dog walks. And thinking of Christmas preparations. Maybe I'll clean my house. Maybe I'll watch a good movie.
But home? No, not just yet...
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