Friend, it doesn’t end with today’s pain. It ends with tomorrow’s promise. One day, we will be in that lasting city. Instead of dwelling on the problems of today, let’s see them as promises for tomorrow. These promises for tomorrow can start today.
“Where are you from?” a six-year-old girl asked, leaning close. The question made me gulp, as it always does. Even though it was “just” a child asking, I could feel insecurity rising. Simplifying my answer a lot, I named two countries…
This is the story of a man who lost home and found home. A man who trusted, even when he didn’t know where that trust would lead him. A man who took one step at a time, believing that the One who called him would be faithful …
Eleven-year-old me thought she was betraying the other places if she called one “home.” And calling several places home? That didn’t sound right…
You will never find two people who share exactly the same story. But let’s say that many TCKs do have one thing in common: Their stories can’t be compared. They’re too different.
I’m sure you’ve been asked many questions that frustrate you. In those situations, it is so easy for me to let irritation or even anger rise. But that’s not the way God wants us to react …
Why identify yourself with something that doesn’t last? It has no value…Sometimes, when I catch myself putting my identity in something other than Him, I remind myself of who I am…
