"When one is at home, he dreams of adventure; and when one is on an adventure, he dreams of home." -Thornton Wilder
I've decided to dust off this old keyboard and share some thoughts.
I'm in a Motel 6 adjacent to Yellowstone National Park. It's an adventure to be studying the volcanic center of this park - it's a caldron, not the typical cone-shaped volcano we all think of. But while it's an adventure, I miss home. I'm missing the people that make home home. Without those people this adventure is kind of lonely!
Being here without anyone I know is good for me. I'm being stretched to get to know new people, spend time with people I never typically associate with because of my career and home environment, and study things from a perspective I disagree with (this is causing me to closely analyze everything said in the academic setting). But being here without anyone I know is reminding me that life is made more valuable by the people we love.
I'm already starting to think of Joseph and how his story plays into this. He was taken from his family, and was made to live as a slave for many years. I believe his only comfort came from God during his darkest times in Egypt.
This time of adventure does not shine as brightly now as it did from the distant comfort of home, but nonetheless, God shines more.
So may you value the ones you love, and find home in God.
