Spending their lives continually looking for a new home, the hermit crab finds vacated shells and crawls into them, for a while. Then they go looking for another home. Hmmmm. Finding home has also been a theme of my life.
I have dreams about looking for home. Having had ten moves in my adult lifetime across four states, with possibly another move in the near future, I increasing think about my cousin, the hermit crab. Which shell will I be crawling into?
My favorite dream about finding home is the one I have had several times. I walk up a hill, weary and tired, to rest near a very large house. I go in and I am in a large kitchen where there are many people preparing a meal. I ask who is this feast for? I hear it is for me. I feel unworthy, but loved.
In my father’s house are many mansions; if it were not so, I would have told you. I go to prepare a place for you. ----John 14:2
There is a magic in that little world, home; It is a mystic circle that surrounds comforts And virtues never known beyond its hallowed limits. – Robert Southey
Do you have dreams about finding home?
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