Sojourner's Here

{This post is part of kate motaung, five minute friday's, and the word today to write in five minutes is journey.}

Somewhere, right now, there's a girl that's wishing she could pack her bags and go home.

I've been her often and now I'm wishing I could maybe be her again.

There's something about it.

You can't seal it up, shut it out, turn it off, no matter how broken or bitter or barren it is, it's still home and it's a beautiful broken.

When the door shuts on you at eighteen the eyes glance out a big wide world that seems to simply wrap you in a warm embrace, full of light and you can't see the dark that lingers in the dimlight and the legs just run towards a journey that joins the eager with the unknowing.

And a journey of paths begin full of twists and turns some straight and narrow, some with dead ends and others that seem like they'll never end or keep replaying the same destination over and over.

There's a stand still and life just zooms by overhead and there's a wonder where it all went and can it be gotten back.

Sometimes I wish we could just freeze the moments that matter never to be forgotten always to be replayed.

This is how it is, the journey of life. 

We're all just sojourners here traveling on different roads that ultimately lead to the same one path in the end.

And this home here will never match the kingdom there.

But then that's why there's a journey.

We're somehow all looking down these roads not knowing what it is we're really seeking, but really in the end, we're just looking for home.









8 comments:

  1. Beautiful! So much THIS: "You can't seal it up, shut it out, turn it off, no matter how broken or bitter or barren it is, it's still home and it's a beautiful broken." Blessed to be your neighbor at FMF this week.

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    1. Thank you, Tara! Love the five minute friday community..blessed.

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  2. Bonnie, I love your pictures. And your words. I find it far too easy to get caught up in my own journey. I forget that others are heading toward the same destination I am. We just take different paths to get there, don't we? Maybe I can grow better at seeing others on their paths and figuring out how to come alongside them. :) I enjoy my temporary home here, but I'm looking forward to being in our forever home. One day.

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    1. I agree, Jeanne. I easily forget too how we're all on this journey just waiting to find our "right" path that leads to him.

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  3. "In the end, we're just looking for home."

    You brought tears to my eyes with this, Bonnie.

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    1. I'm glad you enjoyed the post, Andrew. I hope this week is a good one for you.

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  4. Sojourners traveling on different paths. What a blessed relief to remember His promise that He is always with us, no matter how may twists and turns.
    Peace.
    Patricia (FMF#42)

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    1. Hi Patricia, it is a a huge relief to remember His words that His presence never leaves us! Thank you for visiting!

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