I had the amazing blessing of going to Iowa to be with my family for almost two weeks. Usually my trips consist of 3-4 days and that has proven to be long enough for me. My lifestyle is one that moves at a rapid pace from the time I wake until I crawl back into bed at night. No complaints…I love what I do…it’s my reality.
However, this past trip I was home for a good length of time and yet at the end of the trip, it wasn’t long enough. While home, I took in every moment and appreciated it for all that it was worth. From cooking in the kitchen with my mom (okay, watching HER cook) to snuggling my sweet nephew and supporting my brother at his MMA practices, each moment held so much value.
While home, I remembered what it was like to grow up in that small town with a sense of community and sincerity of heart. Driving down the road and neighbors known and unknown alike wave at you, not because they know you but just “because”. The privilege of going to your friend’s house without a phone call or pre-arranged meeting because that’s how friendships work there, you’re always welcome and “appointments” are for business not relationships.
Then I rehearsed the beautiful life I’ve been given here in Orlando. Friendships that surpass DNA and carry a place in my heart under the same banner as “family”. The dreams that are nurtured here by the passion and drive for creativity that just thrives in this culture. Being in such a life-giving environment is what fuels my passion to pursue my purpose hard core and truly make a difference. Doing life with those of same heart and passion is truly one of the greatest gifts I’ve been given.
So now I come to the realization, my heart is torn between two worlds. Both vastly different and yet are regarded with such endearment for their unique qualities. How is one to combine the desire for both in one place? Then I think of another familiar scenario.
Before I was in my mother’s womb (Jeremiah 1:5), I was known and formed by the true and living God. He then placed me into this world. So although I am here, I am not of this world. Again, torn between two worlds. Physically dwelling in one place, content with the blessings I have attained, yet deep in my heart it longs for that other world.
So how does one go about life in complete peace when your heart is in two places? I am reminded of when Jesus was on the earth, He too was here but not of this world. For 33 years He experienced the life of a natural man and yet His true residence was heaven as the King of all Kings and Lord of all Lords. As He did life with the disciples, He bonded with them showing them the Kingdom way of life on earth. When He left, how sad it must’ve been for them to see Him go on “home”. Yet, He left an amazing gift that you and I have access to today. The Holy Spirit, the comforter, the teacher, the one that shows us things to come.
As believers, we have a responsibility to demonstrate Kingdom life on this earth yet we know our true residence is in heaven. But until we are called to that home, we have the comfort and leading of the Holy Spirit. Because of His comfort and leading, we can operate in the life we’ve been called to here with great peace knowing that one day we’ll experience our great reward in the life that is to come. We don’t have to be torn between two worlds but rather be mindful of both and appreciate what we have in this moment as we wait in great expectation of what is to come.