I learned a number of years ago that I do not belong here. by here, I mean planet earth. I know, this sounds very weird, stay with me. The Bible is full of things like "we are aliens," and "our citizenship is in heaven," Jesus even says that He has gone "to prepare a place for us" ...therefore, I have begun to scratch the surface of what it means to be a foreigner here. it's easy to get caught up in the every day life of this world and be distracted from our purpose at hand, to love God with all of our hearts, minds, souls, and strenght. My home is in heaven, I think I understand that more and more as time goes by. This world is not my home, I am just here for a little while...a mist of time, if you will.
When I travel I am reminded that wherever I go there is a new sense that I do not belong there. I can have a great time, I can fit in, I can enjoy just about everything about where I am... yet, there is this thing, this sense, that I do not belong there.
Still on the learning path. Still considering myself a foreigner wherever I go. And well, enjoying the brief stint I am allowed here in this world - trying to make the most of every opportunity.
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