I'm Not Home Yet

I don’t talk a lot about my faith on this blog.  But, that doesn’t mean that it isn’t very real to me.  It’s days like this that I need it more than ever.

I’ve had a week of barely surviving – that resulted in a meltdown last night.  I am just so overwhelmed with everything in my life right now, that I can hardly keep the basics straight.  It’s little things (like having too much Mexican this week) that are putting me over the edge.  That’s not a good sign.

Last night I was trying to hold it together – but couldn’t.  I went for a walk – which turned into a run – which felt a lot like me trying to run away from my problems.  I wasn’t running away from anything really – I just didn’t want to face more dishes to wash, more emails to answer, more piles to put away, more meals to plan.  I don’t know about you, but sometimes it’s the little things that just push me past my abilities.

I have loved this song by Building 429 for years now, and last night I listened to it on repeat the whole walk.  It was the most comforting thing to know that I am not made for this life – and I am not home here.  I am made for Heaven – and it is natural for me to feel “not right” with this life.

All I know is I’m not home yet.  This is not where I belong.  Take this world and give me Jesus.  This is not where I belong.

Praise the Lord!