Feeling Homeless

Lately I feel homeless. It's been about four months now since we moved out of our house in Japan to hit the road to visit family, reconnect with those who help financially support our work in Japan, raise new money for the work, and do whatever else comes up along the way. In that time I have stayed in 23 different places...hotel rooms, friends' houses, a temporary apartment. There have been a handful of times when, for a moment, I forgot where I was. No joke. In several days we fly back to Japan, where we will stay in two different places (not our own) during the next few months.

Four months of living out of a suitcase just doesn't allow a person to feel settled. The irony of all this is, while I don't have a place to call my own, I have always had a place to lay my head at night. Through God's provision and people's generosity, I have been able to travel around the country and not have to worry about a thing. The reality is, I am not homeless...I am "home-ful".

Honestly, these several months have helped redefine for me what "home" means. I do look forward to settling into an apartment in Nagoya, but I feel like I am learning to be content and peaceful regardless of my context. I can tell I still have a ways to go...but I'm learning.

Blog

So...I've got a blog now. I don't exactly know why I've finally decided to do one, but I think it will be fun. I suppose my blog will be like my normal life...I'll follow my thoughts wherever they lead me and subject other people to the results. Most likely that will mean stuff about life in Japan, theology, family and friends, books, fighting, and anything else that becomes interesting. Off we go!