from last night (the best I can remember)

This Christian journey is liking asking, but sometimes the answer doesn’t seem to come; like knocking, but no one is coming to answer the door.  And it’s like water because it satisfies something deep within us, quenches something that is at the very depth of who we are.  And sometimes it’s like wind and we can’t tell where it’s coming from or where it’s going and relationships and people that were so vital just disappear and we’re left standing there wondering why.  And we find that when we’re not being who we are, when we try to be someone else or build ourselves up, it’s sort of like being far from home…but when we start to discover who we actually are and begin to be that person more and more, then it sort of feels like coming home after being gone for a long time. So this life of faith, when it comes down to it, just feels like coming home.