Home Sweet Home

You ever had a long day at work or a full day of tasks and you’re like “man I just can’t wait to get home”?

The definition of home is where you live: your house, apartment, or condo. It’s also the place we feel most comfortable, loved, and protected - where we most feel at home.

I'm sure some of us would say that our definition of HOME is a place where we feel safe. A place where you could be your most authentic self. Our Refuge. A place shared with family.

I would agree with all of those things, but if I am being honest, for me I didn't truly understand what home truly felt like or meant to me. That was until I understood the difference between a house and a home.

For many of you home was the place you grew up in or currently live. For me I considered that to just be my house.

My house; the place where I would come to each night to sleep. It wasn’t. Until recently I found my HOME. My HOME is the people that make me feel safe, those who allows me to just be me, where I feel most loved.

HOME SWEET HOME!

Home for me is the family that walked into my life. The little sisters that are constantly keeping me on my toes and bringing me all the “tea”. The little sisters who trust me to lead, guide, and love on them.

HOME SWEET HOME!

Home for me is my church. The place where I was able to discover I am gifted in and use them. The place that gave me my voice back. The place that helped me to begin my journey of healing from childhood trauma. The place that I found purpose.

HOME SWEET HOME!

Home for me is the spiritual parents that have stepped into my life and brought restoration to areas I didn’t know I needed. The couple that showed me what a representation of a strong committed marriage looks like. The couple who values protecting and caring for each other. The couple that centers their relationship around God and obeying the call together.

HOME SWEET HOME!

Home for me is my spiritual mom that has helped me to redeem my story. The mom who saw the brokenness and the suffering and loved me through it. The mom who taught me how to have healthy boundaries. The mom that taught me the beauty of allowing yourself to feel your emotions. The mom who allowed me to be fully me without judgement. The mom who taught me about the importance of understanding your mental and emotional health. The mom who isn’t surprised about anything I bring to her. The mom who loves me even when I didn’t know how to receive it. The mom who says I am proud of you and gives the best hugs when I really need it. The mom I get to so hard things with and grow strong together.

This is my HOME.

Later on I will be sharing my complete story with you and you too will understand my home through my point of view.

You see there are some of us who the first thoughts of “HOME” is trauma. It’s a broken marriage. It’s abandonment and rejection. It’s anger and self-protection.

It took me taking a look back at my life and what was home that God was able to surround me and give me a NEW HOME!

A home of restoration. A home of joy. A home of peace. A home of laughter. A home of trust. A home of safety and refuge. A home full of warm embraces. A home of vulnerability and transparency. A home of purpose and calling. A home where I could just be me.

That can be the same for YOU!

HOME SWEET HOME!