Casandra Martin

She called home to touch base. She hadn’t felt well for a couple of days and was feeling a little homesick. “I just can’t put my finger on it. I feel off.” “I know what it is,” I replied. “You miss your momma.” She laughed. That is my answer for every time my kids are having an off day. Missing home can just make you feel out of kilter. We talked a few minutes more and she headed off to work. Our conversation, however, has resonated with me all day.

Sometimes our hearts ache and we just can’t put our finger on why. We have an unanswerable longing for something that we can’t quite name. We chalk it up to being busy, tired, stressed, or a lack of chocolate. The truth, however, may be soul deep. Maybe we are missing home.

The truth is we don’t fit here. We walk through our days as citizens of another kingdom. The more we look like Jesus, the more our hearts ache for His presence. The longer we stand in His light, the deeper our discomfort with the darkness around us. The more we give ourselves to holiness, the more out of kilter we feel with our culture. Perhaps C.S. Lewis said it best. “If I find in myself desires which nothing in this world can satisfy, the only logical explanation is that I was made for another world.”

My Jesus Resolution today is to remember that I am made for another world. It is okay to miss home. I am not supposed to feel entirely comfortable walking in this world. Its joys and beauty are shadows of the delights of heaven. Its sorrows and troubles remind me that I am on a journey and need to travel light. Next time I feel a little off, I am going to remember that maybe, just maybe, I am missing home.