It looks like breakfast at a friend’s house after church, bible studies and babysitting little ones.
It looks like gathering around a table for a meal.
It looks like showing up with wine and cheese to talk about marriage.
It looks like hard conversations laced with grace and truth.
It looks like handwritten notes and secrets kept and more hugs than I can count.
Community has come along and has shown me that love looks like walking each other home.
Scripture tells us that although we plant our roots and love deeply on this spinning globe, we’re only somewhat home. 1 Peter 2 calls us “temporary residents” of earth and Hebrews 13:14 says it plainly:
For this world is not our permanent home; we are looking forward to a home yet to come.
We’re all living in the in between, trusting that there is purpose in today while looking forward to a glorious tomorrow in the Kingdom. If I’m being honest, most of these in between days find me somewhere in between darkness and light, questions and answers, loneliness and community. I’m holding onto what I believe to be true and I have faith that He will remain faithful, and yet my life often feels chaotic, relationships are difficult, and my to-do list is miles long.