a place to call home

(This post was originally published on my personal blog, Of Postcards & Ink, between 2015-2016.)

In the mountains and valleys that have filled the last few weeks, I’ve often found myself daydreaming about the day that I’ll be coming home.

For all of the beautiful days and sights that I’ve experienced as I’ve travelled across Europe, this heart of mine is yearning to be settled and to have a place to call “home”. At this stage, my heart is equating that to either being able to return to Paris and build life there for a year or simply going back home and running into the embrace of my family, boyfriend and friends.

Whether it be in a few weeks when I properly move into my apartment in Paris or in a year’s time when I return to Sydney, I’m eagerly awaiting the time when I’ll notice that my days are filling up with familiar places and faces again and when I’ll again be able to tangibly experience the joy that comes from being part of a community, with the knowledge that in God’s steadfast love and presence, I’m awaiting an eternity spent in an even better home – one that will never perish, spoil or fade.

words to dwell on

I say to the LORD, “You are my Lord; apart from you, I have no good thing.“” (Psalm 16:2)

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