Right At Home September 19, 2007
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Not quite four months ago Cortney and I bought our first house. Somewhere along my travels someone made the comment “How’s your new house? Is it home yet?” I got to thinking about what makes a house a home. I have this friend that I don’t see too often, but when I do see him we usually pick right up where we left off. The last time I saw him I think we knew that we were not going to see each other for awhile and so we prayed together before we parted. In his prayer he made this remark, “Jesus you are our home.” It resonated deeply with me and I’m not sure if I will ever forget that moment. I did not ask what he meant when we were finished, I didn’t feel I needed to. So back to the question of what is home. Home is where we are truly ourselves. Home is living and becoming. Home is safe and warm. Home is family. Home is acceptance. Home is rest. Home is love.
“Houston” June 7, 2007
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When I was younger my mom did this thing where she would put on music and “move” for something like 30 minutes. She would do this in our den at home. The movement could be anything, dancing, jogging in place, swinging your arms, etc. Needless to say, my brother, sister and I couldn’t help but join in the fun. My mom had a mixed tape of music that she would move to. Music like Van Morrison and Billy Joel would thunder through the two 10 inch speakers located on opposite sides on the den. I would start on the carpet and move my way to jumping on the couch. When dad would get home he would join in and usually dance with Rachel and wait for a slower song and dance with mom. Somewhere about mid-tape Whitney Houston’s “I Wanna Dance With Somebody” would come on, in which the tag line of the song is “I wanna dance with somebody, with somebody who loves me.” That meant something to me, because there I was in the midst of my family and we were all dancing around, loving, laughing and having a great time. Every time I hear that song on the radio I remember those moments and hope for more.
