Volume 106: Rest in Familiarity

A party in the Campbells back yard in Charleston Plantation.

The loop around Stratford's campus.

Chicken, cheese and rice at El Sombrero.

Driving down Forsyth, Vineville and Bass Road.

Sitting around the fire at the Kinnebrew's pool house. 

Running into my pre-k teacher at Piedmont. 

Home. 

Macon, GA. 

The hospital I was born in. 

The house I grew up in. 

The family I have spent my whole life with.

So many things that bring me great comfort. No matter how long it's been, it always takes me back. 

Why do we love that sense of familiarity?

Safety?

Comfort?

Feeling of being known?

It's such a gift to experience these things. A taste of Heaven. When we will arrive to our eternal home, welcomed home to the place where we are most safe, most comfortable and most known. In the presence of our perfect, Heavenly Father.

As someone who has lived in 4 different cities in the past ten years, I often find myself longing for that sense of familiarity. 

Where am I safe? 

Where am I comfortable? 

Where am I known?

Yet I find rest in the fact that I have a relationship with Jesus Christ, who is always with me, never forsakes me, and knows me so well that He even knows the number of hairs on my head. 

My ultimate source of familiarity comes from my God who never changes - the One who is, who was and who is to come! Amen!