Oh wow…have I mentioned how much I love Charlottesville? I’ve been back many times since college, but there was something so wonderful about having so many of the people who made Charlottesville so special for me all in one place for reunions. This past weekend was amazing!
What really struck me is how much the grounds of UVA are an incredibly safe place for me. Upon arriving, I felt at home once again. No matter how far you’ve traveled, or how long it’s been, it’s always nice to come home.
Though five years have transpired, a part of me felt like I never left. That’s what’s so great about coming home: you may have changed, transformed, and stretched along the way, but home, no matter how it manifests itself, is a constant–steady, consistent, and strong. Home invites you in and instantly you feel its embrace.
This morning as I sit and reflect on the nine years that have passed since I began college, I’m reminded of the spontaneous dance parties, 7-Eleven runs, and late night food; the best friends I made and the husband I met; the crazy issues and emotions I wrestled; the joys and the heartbreaks; the three jobs I’ve held; and the seven (soon-to-be eight) places I have called my “home.” But throughout these past nine years, only One has been my Rock.
And while I will continue to grow, change, succeed, and fail, this One has been and continues to be my constant. Amidst the ebbs and flows of life, our God is steady, consistent, and strong. One who invites us in and instantly embraces. Who welcomes us with open arms and whether we are just arriving, or have been there for years, with God, we’re always home.