This is Jonathan's Grandad. Gilbert Doub. 89yrs and still going strong!
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Some ramblings!
We are heading back to Kyrgyzstan in a week or so after another stop off in England for Katie's Mum's birthday and a friends wedding. We love visiting family but we're definitely ready to get back.
It's hard to explain to strange feeling of not having a home, but I (Katie) am feeling it quite acutely right now. Having Jackson away from Kyrgyzstan was quite an experience seen as we moved around about 8 different places while in York. It definitely shook out of me any possibility for 'nesting'. Then being in the US has been nice because we've been located at the same place, but we're always so aware that this is not 'home' either. (I actually had to leave 'bed, bath and beyond' the other day because I was getting a bad attitude about all the stuff I would like and possibly will never have). And finally we don't feel like we are going 'home' either. The church in KG is our family too and we love ebing there, but we are foreigners there more predominantly than in the UK or US, however if feels more like home than the latter...what am I trying to say?? I guess that I'm only comforted by the fact that the Lord is our 'home' and I feel very strongly the 'longing' for a heavenly home... Isn't this what we should always feel? Wether we have thousands of pounds (or $'s) in a property or not? Wether we have lived in the same little village for our entire lives or spent most our lives travelling from one side of the globe to another should we really find any comfort in being at 'home' here? Or should we let this lives uncertainties and inconsistancies mold in us a greater desire and longing for eternity? Where we will forever rest in his arms. Speaking of rest..I think that verb is gone from my vocab for a good few years now.
It's hard to explain to strange feeling of not having a home, but I (Katie) am feeling it quite acutely right now. Having Jackson away from Kyrgyzstan was quite an experience seen as we moved around about 8 different places while in York. It definitely shook out of me any possibility for 'nesting'. Then being in the US has been nice because we've been located at the same place, but we're always so aware that this is not 'home' either. (I actually had to leave 'bed, bath and beyond' the other day because I was getting a bad attitude about all the stuff I would like and possibly will never have). And finally we don't feel like we are going 'home' either. The church in KG is our family too and we love ebing there, but we are foreigners there more predominantly than in the UK or US, however if feels more like home than the latter...what am I trying to say?? I guess that I'm only comforted by the fact that the Lord is our 'home' and I feel very strongly the 'longing' for a heavenly home... Isn't this what we should always feel? Wether we have thousands of pounds (or $'s) in a property or not? Wether we have lived in the same little village for our entire lives or spent most our lives travelling from one side of the globe to another should we really find any comfort in being at 'home' here? Or should we let this lives uncertainties and inconsistancies mold in us a greater desire and longing for eternity? Where we will forever rest in his arms. Speaking of rest..I think that verb is gone from my vocab for a good few years now.
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