Tuesday, January 4, 2011

Home

I am a young woman who has been blessed with many places that I can consider HOME. That all too familiar phrase “home is where the heart is” rings true for me on different levels.

Home is where your Nook is. During this and more upcoming school breaks and vacations, I will be staying with my mom and her partner. They currently only have a one bedroom apartment, but they have gone far and beyond to bless me with a space to call my own. As one enters the living room, they can easily notice a solemn “wall” of red curtains, cutting off a part of the room from the rest. This divider is the beginning of my beloved Nook. It is quaint, yet extremely cozy and lovable. The space has become my own. I cannot acknowledge my Nook without giving proper credit to its creators. My mom and Gayle have become pillars in my life. They keep me from caving in and are always there for me in a heartbeat. I wouldn’t have felt as comfortable sleeping in a living room if it wasn’t for their comfort and nurturing hearts.
Home is where your Church is. Although I have been attending a new church up here in Massachusetts (for the most part), my first church home will always take heart at the Raleigh Vineyard. That lovely sanctuary was where some of my vital growing up years was experienced. I learned that family could go beyond blood and could be a spiritual thing. Some of my backbone support attends the Raleigh Vineyard. They will forever be a family I can turn to, as well as a home to run to.

Home is where your Growth is. (I couldn’t think of a better title for this section). It was a simple day. I had driven back to campus (I had spent the weekend at my mom’s), when I called my mom to let her know that I had gotten to Gordon safely. My words were along the lines of this: I made it back home. I had referred to my college as home. Oh boy. Despite how wrong those words at the moment sounded, they were honestly true. Gordon is my home. As I sit here, typing away at this post, I eagerly await returning to that gorgeous campus (now covered in wonderful snow). For that moment when I get to reunite with my dear roommate and friends and continue this still new and thrilling journey that is college.

Home is where Jesus is. This is a reference on the current life, where salvation is not something to come after death, but that can also come now. Through the Holy Spirit, Jesus is well alive right this very minute in the hearts of those who have acknowledged him and accepted his gift of life. Jesus isn’t stuck in the church. He is with us EVERY step of the way. Jesus isn’t only found at the Raleigh Vineyard. He isn’t hiding behind the curtain wall that conceals my wonderful Nook. I don’t just meet him amidst the campus and life at Gordon. Where I go, Jesus meets me there. Where Jesus is, as well as where you invite him into, becomes a home.

Home is where you heart is. So, if Jesus is in your heart…dare I say anymore?

Monday, January 3, 2011

Happenings

There have been a lot of fun happenings over these past few days…

For Christmas I received a beautiful ukulele that I am eagerly strumming away at, learning chords, notes, and songs. Already I got down most of “Somewhere over the Rainbow” and the hymn “O Love That Wilt Not Let Me Go.” I feel quite accomplished.

Also I finally got my final grades in for my first semester at Gordon…I made Dean’s List! It was not till I got these grades that I felt like the semester came to its culmination. I did it. I got through my first semester, and I got through it well.

Next, as celebration and reward to the good grades, I finally (after much humming and hawing) got my nose pierced. I will be honest, it did hurt. But, it did not hurt enough that I swore out loud. Overall though, I love it! It was great to do something…wonderfully crazy. The thing that held me back from getting a nose piercing sooner was wondering what others would think and the aspect of it hurting like hell. So finally I went for it. I don’t regret a single moment!

My brother and his wife came up from NC for a visit. They were here from late Christmas night to extremely early New Year’s morning. It was great being able to see them and get in some of that bonding time. Seeing them made me miss my North Carolina home all the more. However, I would not trade my current Massachusetts’ life and experiences.

It may not seem like much, but there has been a lot of going and going and not nearly enough stopping. I feel unsettled with the processing of my first semester at Gordon. I believe I still have much more to reflect and contemplate on. Truth is I may never be done processing it all. This is a rather daunting realization. My analytical side is not pleased.

However, I do know this: that this has been a wonderfully sweet semester with a swirl of challenges and moments of stressful situations, where I found great growth, hard realizations, and created memories that I will one day write about in a memoir (I got my aspirations).

I also know this: that God has shown up, that He has provided, and that He was/is with my every step of the way, covering me with his favor, mercy, and love.

That’s all I know for now at 1:05 in the morning. Much more for a later time.