Today is… a heart full and a mind full of swirling things.
The weekend was amazing. Full, rich, exciting, and beautiful, all in one.
Meeting new people… reconnecting with those I’ve met before… and discussing all angles of life with a great friend who approaches every situation in a similar fashion as I do.
Being myself. Free.
Figuring out people and learning things about myself, hashing it all out with said friend, and nearly exhausted from the intensity… yet somehow finding it energizing.
And definitely, loving every minute of it.
But you can’t make a weekend last forever, and eventually you need to return to your normal life – especially if you’re spending the weekend hours away from your home in another country.
So, here I am, back at school, with my mind still spinning and my heart overflowing.
The church bells across town play “The Little Drummer Boy” and a smile splits my face as I’m taken back to the Christmas play I was part of.
Sure, I’m back on home turf, but the memories travelled with me. The vibrancy of the whole experience still fills me.
I start singing “Waymaker” on the soccer field and soon snatches of the song are heard from one end to the other in the boisterous voices of my littles.
I smile.
Yeah, coming home was sad – “East, west, home is best”… I guess.
But isn’t home really just wherever your heart is? It doesn’t have to be one location.
Life is good. Life holds so much potential.
So even as I’m back home and facing the unknowns of my future, I know I’ll find home to be the best, no matter where that is.
Bacause wherever I go with God is home…
And wherever He leads will always be best.
Notes from My Heartsong 