Let's play a quick round of catch-up:
1. Last month, I decided to take a big leap of faith. I quit my jobs and did not renew my lease. I fully expected to find a new job/place to live before the August 31st deadline.
2. Last weekend, I moved (almost) all of my stuff back to my parents house, because I was fully wrong about finding a new job by the August 31st deadline. I do, however, have a new place to live...I just wasn't expecting that it would be back home.
3a. (Mom, Dad...thanks for taking in a refugee.)
3b. (And for being so gracious about it.)
4. Today, I'm back in Rochester. Throughout the next two weeks, I'll be floating between Rochester, Pennsylvania, Buffalo, Burnt Hills, and New Jersey. If only I had twenty pounds of brochures and a Holiday Inn Express Rewards Card I could relive my days as an admissions counselor on fall travel.
5. After that, I'll be hunkering down at home while I figure out which side is up and where to go from here. I'll be channeling my inner monk and doing some major soul-searching/prayer-sending.
All of this moving around is causing me to think a lot about home in the physical sense - what "home" means and where it is and how to establish it. But it's also giving me reason to reflect on the type of home I'm trying to build with my life, and if/how that is affected by the location of my brick and mortar home. At a time when I crave identity in finding where home will be for me, I want to make sure I'm even more focused on building a beautiful home on the inside, a temple in which God is quite at home.
I have some thoughts bubbling up about this, but I really want to know what you think. So if you wouldn't mind, could you please answer this question?
What does building a beautiful home mean to you?
Whatever you think, anything and everything, shout it out in the comments section. I can't wait to hear what you have to say!