contentment,  home,  Oxford


Hadad said to Pharaoh, “Let me depart, that I may go to my own country.” But Pharaoh said to him, “What have you lacked with me that you are now seeking to go to your own country?” And he said to him, “Only let me depart.” 

1 Kings 11:21-22

Me and the kids on the square in Oxford. 

I’m homesick. Probably because I’m home, visiting. I always thought I would eventually get back here permanently one day, like anywhere else was a temporary thing, but it hadn’t happened. Yet. 

I know I need to live and serve where God would have me do so, and for the most part, I have been contented to do so. But you know how it is, I would bet. There’s one place in the world where you feel like you can be you, be comfortable in your own skin and let your hair down, so to speak. I forget how that feels until I return after a long absence. I love all the various places I’ve lived and visited, but I can’t help but want this to once again be my home base. 


Let me be content in the meantime. But don’t let the “meantime” be too long. 😉

Jenny Mac 

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