{"id":182,"date":"2014-07-29T14:22:00","date_gmt":"2014-07-29T18:22:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/blogs.ethnos360.org\/josh-verdonck\/2014\/07\/29\/home\/"},"modified":"2015-05-05T15:09:37","modified_gmt":"2015-05-05T19:09:37","slug":"home","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blogs.ethnos360.org\/josh-verdonck\/2014\/07\/home\/","title":{"rendered":"Home"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>I feel like I have so many things that I want to say, but don&#8217;t know how to, so I just haven&#8217;t. It&#8217;s not quite like writers&#8217; block, it&#8217;s more of&#8230; do I really want to share? I&#8217;ve always been honest here, this little corner of the internet that I call my own is a safe space and I know that there are many more people who read this than I think, and many more people who are loving and praying for me than I know. So here&#8217;s my heart.<\/p>\n<div><\/div>\n<div>I&#8217;ve been thinking about the idea of <b><i>home<\/i><\/b> lately. It&#8217;s one of the most beautiful words in the world, but also one of the hardest to define.<\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div>I used to think that home was <i>a physical place where you reside with your family that can hold your physical belongings, such as your bed, your forks, your toaster, and that mixer you never use<\/i>. Since stepping into the missionary life (and I&#8217;ve only just gotten my toes wet compared to some), I&#8217;m learning that <b>home is a whole lot more<\/b>.<\/div>\n<table align=\"center\" cellpadding=\"0\" cellspacing=\"0\" style=\"margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;\">\n<tbody>\n<tr>\n<td style=\"text-align: center;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/blogs.ethnos360.org\/josh-verdonck\/files\/2014\/07\/09db9b29e413a1b6bfda059e8f6efb1a.jpg\" style=\"margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" border=\"0\" src=\"https:\/\/blogs.ethnos360.org\/josh-verdonck\/files\/2014\/07\/09db9b29e413a1b6bfda059e8f6efb1a.jpg\" height=\"640\" width=\"512\" \/><\/a><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<tr>\n<td style=\"text-align: center;\">via Pinterest<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n<div>When we arrived in Belgium, people often asked me where we live (as in, where is your home). People were <i>only trying to show that they care<\/i> and are interested in us, but I started to <i>hate<\/i> that question, because I don&#8217;t have an easy answer. <b>Right now, I live in Belgium. Three months ago I lived in Wisconsin. A year ago I lived in Florida. In a few weeks, I will live in Arizona. In a year, I will live in Papua New Guinea.<\/b><\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div>Of course, I consider Florida my home. It&#8217;s where my family, church, and many of my friends live. It&#8217;s where I was born and grew up, and where I got married. And I know that there are many people who would take me in and give me a home if I showed up on their doorstep. Alternatively, there are people in Wisconsin, Arizona, and Belgium who would give me a home, too. However, if I&#8217;m ever not in missions work, I would live in Florida. <i style=\"font-weight: bold;\">Florida&#8217;s in my blood<\/i>&nbsp;<i>(along with collard greens, sunshine, anything fried, spanish moss, mason jars, sweet tea, and twang).<\/i><\/div>\n<table align=\"center\" cellpadding=\"0\" cellspacing=\"0\" style=\"margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;\">\n<tbody>\n<tr>\n<td style=\"text-align: center;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/blogs.ethnos360.org\/josh-verdonck\/files\/2014\/07\/0eed472aa355eac9fa4625213f19e05d.jpg\" style=\"margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;\"><img decoding=\"async\" border=\"0\" src=\"https:\/\/blogs.ethnos360.org\/josh-verdonck\/files\/2014\/07\/0eed472aa355eac9fa4625213f19e05d.jpg\" \/><\/a><\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<tr>\n<td style=\"text-align: center;\">via Pinterest<\/td>\n<\/tr>\n<\/tbody>\n<\/table>\n<div>But I don&#8217;t live there. Right now all of mine and Josh&#8217;s earthly possessions are in our suitcases, carry-ons, and backpacks. <i>We&#8217;re entirely mobile<\/i>. It&#8217;s scary and freeing at the same time. As a home-body, I find comfort in having a place to go back to where my kitchen is set up how I like it with my mismatched appliances and my pictures on my walls. When I realized that I don&#8217;t have that, <b>it totally threw me for a loop<\/b>.<\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div>I am learning to focus on what I do have and that <i>home really is where your husband is<\/i>. I may not own a toaster right now, but in Papua New Guinea, there is enough stuff to <i><b>fill a house<\/b><\/i> there. How amazing is that? And Josh has never once misled me and I know that if I&#8217;m with him, we can face anything thrown at us. I am at home when I&#8217;m with him. {I feel like I also need to write that this doesn&#8217;t discount that Jesus is the One who provides, leads and is our strength and home. I&#8217;m just focusing on the godly husband that Jesus has given me.} I think I have been enabled to make a home anywhere now that I realize that home is not a physical place where you reside with your family and keep your bed, your forks, your toaster and that mixer you never use.&nbsp;<\/div>\n<div style=\"clear: both; text-align: center;\"><\/div>\n<div><\/div>\n<div><i><b>Home is holding the hand of your husband, wherever in the world that may be.<\/b><\/i><\/div>\n<div style=\"clear: both; text-align: center;\"><\/div>\n<div style=\"clear: both; text-align: center;\"><\/div>\n<div style=\"clear: both; text-align: center;\"><a href=\"https:\/\/blogs.ethnos360.org\/josh-verdonck\/files\/2014\/07\/xx-erin2-2.png\" style=\"margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;\"><img decoding=\"async\" border=\"0\" src=\"https:\/\/blogs.ethnos360.org\/josh-verdonck\/files\/2014\/07\/xx-erin2-2.png\" \/><\/a><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I feel like I have so many things that I want to say, but don&#8217;t know how to, so I just haven&#8217;t. 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