I go back to school this Sunday! It’ll be hard to leave home again, but this time, I’m going to a home, too. The great thing about college and the rough thing about college is that I have two homes now. When I’m with my family, I miss my friends. When I’m with my friends, I miss my family. Since I was a little girl, my mom’s had a poster that reads “HOME IS WHERE ONE STARTS FROM.” Home is not a house; it’s a feeling.
We talk about Heaven as our real home. Yet we live on earth. As a universalist (I believe everyone goes to Heaven after death), I’m sometimes confused about why God sent us to earth in the first place. If life isn’t a test, then why not just make us all angels or the like from the get-go?
I think it’s about preparation. As college is a preparation for the new life and the new home that we each make for ourselves, life is when we grow into the people God means us to be. We start out at home, but we have to leave for a little while to reach our potential. We meet people who love us, who teach us, and who change us. It’s fun and messy and it goes by too fast.
But in the end, it’s miraculous. It leaves you ready for the rest of home.