During our first month back in the U.S. I have often been asked the question, "Where are you from?" I have found that my answers have been a bit hesitant and a bit different depending on who I am talking to. So far I have answered "Newberry", "Greenwood", "South Carolina", "the St. Louis area", and even "Nairobi". It has been kind of strange.
Marti wrote a post a long time ago titled, "What's My Address?" I knew what she was talking about then, now I really understand. I have always felt at home most places that I have lived. But during this visit to the U.S. I don't know where I am really from. Am I from Kenya now? Newberry or Greenwood? Illinois? On one hand I am a true global citizen - living in different countries and enjoying it. But it makes me kind of sad to think that I don't really have a home.
As I process this I have two recurrent thoughts. First, if you happen to live in the same place you have always lived, consider yourself blessed to have roots and tradition and home. Second, if you have lived all over the place, either in the U.S. or abroad, consider yourself blessed to have been able to experience the rich diversity of this globe. Both situations are a blessing. It is our attitude that needs to be like Pauls - "content in all things."
You could always say, "I'm from the moon......yourself?"
Posted by: Rob T | June 30, 2006 at 10:20 AM
The best part about all this is that no Christian is truly at home here. Whether we've been in the same place on earth for 60 days or 60 years, we're still aliens! Praise the Lord that He's given us an even more wonderful place to call home!
Posted by: Jenn | July 10, 2006 at 10:44 PM