“But our citizenship is in heaven, and from it we await a Savior, the Lord Jesus Christ.” Philippians 3:20
One of the biggest challenges for me living at an orphanage is the constant coming-and-going of loved ones.
My little girls get sent up to the medium girls’ house, children are transferred to another center or to live with family in another part of Honduras, staff and volunteers finish their time commitments and leave Emmanuel, my family visits for 2 weeks and then leave again. I now feel that little pieces of my heart are scattered all across the world with the people that I love. I’ve heard the saying “home is where the heart is” before, and if I am honest, I don’t really like that saying.
It is hard sometimes to establish for myself what is really ‘home.’ When I visit my family in the States, I tell people I’m “going home,” and when I go back to Orphanage Emmanuel I tell people I’m “going back home.” I’ve contemplated this idea of having two homes, and wondered how many homes I will have in the future. I really don’t know what God’s plans are for my life long-term, but I picture myself possibly traveling across Central and South America doing mission work. And although the thought excites me, it also scares me. Because having more than one home, actually makes me feel like I have no home, like I am out-of-place no matter where I am.
I find myself anxious to ‘settle-down,’ to get married and have children and a house, a place that will be ‘my home.’ And sometimes I idolize marriage or family life in that way, because I am believing the lie that a family or a physical house will give me the peace of having a ‘home’ that I so desire.
But in reading chapter 3 of Philippians, I am reminded that this world is not my home. My home is not Orphanage Emmanuel, it is not friends in Tegucigalpa, it is not the house I grew up in where my parents still live, it is not even a future house that I might buy with a husband someday. My citizenship, my home, is in heaven with Christ.
I am reminded to keep my eyes fixed on eternity, to the joyous day when Christ returns, and we are in the presence of our Heavenly Father in our true home. And until then, I am blessed with His perfect love, and the knowledge that God is with me no matter what country I am in.
I believe in God's grace through Jesus. I love to learn, in a variety of contexts - reading God's Word, interacting with people from diverse backgrounds around the world, and as a student of Linguistics and Foreign Languages at Western Washington University. Pages of My Passport is dedicated to sharing this journey of learning through written and visual content.