This year has been unexpectedly chaotic. I can look back and see how God has shaken me up to free me from any expectations of how my year was supposed to be. Then He moved me.

Twice.

Literally.

I’ve had 3 addresses this year. But somewhere in the boxes and movers and shedding of excess things I gained a sense of peace. I’ve written previously about home and how I have been without a sense of peace when it comes to where I belong. But having gone from place to place this year has shown me that I can create a home. I can make the thing that I desire most. So while I am once again settling in and finding peace in an unusual circumstance I somehow feel home.