If you visited in the last couple days and the site was out of commission, I am sorry. We transferred domain site companies (or something like that, Ryan did it) and it didn't go smoothly... but all is well now, and we don't have to worry about it for another year.
I'm sorry I didn't blog as much as I'd like last week, but I've got a full blogging schedule set up for this week. Tomorrow is photos!! (It was supposed to be Saturday but it didn't work out.)
I've had a More than this Monday post in my head for a few weeks, but haven't gotten on in time on a Monday. I'm still adjusting to my new Indian life, and I'm a bit discombobulated at times.
As I was leaving the USA, I was on what I was calling "my goodbye tour". It was a whirlwind of friends, families, and emotions. And nostalgia grabbed me and grabbed me hard. And I had to keep telling myself, "This is not my home."
I didn't mean that India was my home, or that anywhere on earth is, but that my home is with and in Christ. I am a citizen of the coming Kingdom, and that is my first allegiance.
I call myself Singing Pilgrim on this blog. My Ryan thought this was because I love singing and old fashioned stuff. He's wrong.
I'm Singing Pilgrim because I am a pilgrim in this world. We Christians are just passing through on our way home. And I am singing because of the joy of Christ in my life.
The fact that I do, actually, incessantly sing in real life just hammers the metaphor home for me personally.
I am a US citizen, and I love my country, but it is not my home. I have moved to India and am enjoying it, but it is not my home.
God made that the banner cry of my move.