Sometimes I feel lost. Not so much waking up on the wrong side of the bed, but on the wrong side of eternity. I feel, to borrow from John Moreland, “homesick for a home I’ve never had.”
Beautiful 🤍 so well put. I often dwell on this homesickness, and it hits different when we somehow have hints of that place we still don't know. Imagine being homesick and concluding that feeling of coming back home will never be fulfilled...! A great reminder to keep our eyes up and our minds in eternity. Sometimes routine and daily life can take up too much space and plant seeds of ungratefulness and hopelessness.
Love also how Ecclesiastes and C.S. Lewis are capable of describing the feeling so poetically ✨ How important is to read! Others sometimes help us to put into words things we have been carrying for a long time.
It's also the Welsh who have a very strong sense of thin places: caol áit. Places where the veil between the spiritual and material world is thin. It can be a sacred geographic place, but I think encounters with people, moments with a written word (or the Word), and musical refrains can also be thin places that help us see "through a glass, darkly."
This is exactly why I named my most recent project The Happiest Saddest People--because we have a home (belonging, identity, inheritance, authority, love and peace and joy) and because we don't live there yet.
I was always too cynical to really consider Jesus. But as soon as a I learnt of being in the world but not of the world it really hit home. It really named that feeling I'd always had of home always being somewhere or for someone else. I've since learnt this restlessness I was born with is not a curse, it's a well-designed desire to follow Jesus; to be better and do better. (Well, to try at least).
Beautiful 🤍 so well put. I often dwell on this homesickness, and it hits different when we somehow have hints of that place we still don't know. Imagine being homesick and concluding that feeling of coming back home will never be fulfilled...! A great reminder to keep our eyes up and our minds in eternity. Sometimes routine and daily life can take up too much space and plant seeds of ungratefulness and hopelessness.
Love also how Ecclesiastes and C.S. Lewis are capable of describing the feeling so poetically ✨ How important is to read! Others sometimes help us to put into words things we have been carrying for a long time.
Thank you for your part on that too 😄
God bless!
It's also the Welsh who have a very strong sense of thin places: caol áit. Places where the veil between the spiritual and material world is thin. It can be a sacred geographic place, but I think encounters with people, moments with a written word (or the Word), and musical refrains can also be thin places that help us see "through a glass, darkly."
This is exactly why I named my most recent project The Happiest Saddest People--because we have a home (belonging, identity, inheritance, authority, love and peace and joy) and because we don't live there yet.
Resonate so much with this. Always so eloquent. Thank you Joshua 🙏🏻
Lovely words, as always. I wrote a song on this theme, if you're interested: https://open.spotify.com/track/7a1MnFBUJvXG8WxeOxelLG?si=5aT0aeIBRZatr26VKtOMmw
I was always too cynical to really consider Jesus. But as soon as a I learnt of being in the world but not of the world it really hit home. It really named that feeling I'd always had of home always being somewhere or for someone else. I've since learnt this restlessness I was born with is not a curse, it's a well-designed desire to follow Jesus; to be better and do better. (Well, to try at least).
Thank you