journey

A few years ago,

had you asked where I considered home,

I would have replied Heaven.



I still believe Heaven my true eternal home,

but as so often on this earth,

I am living a shadow of an eternal promise

and I am grateful.



Almost every month

at the seminar für biblische Theologie (sbt),

someone asks me to see me

because they knew me as a child

or because they were a former student/coworker of my father.



I have only recently come to realize the absence I had felt

after leaving Michigan

where so many people knew him

and could speak to his testimony.



These brushes with the past,

blessings certain,

reflect only a shadow of my experiences with my earthly father

while he still lived on this earth.

Likewise those past experiences with my earthly father

pale in comparison

with the experiences

he and I will enjoy

together

in our heavenly Home

for eternity

in one day

sooner.

…

When I stand on my terrace and look out,

I see the Alps

breathtaking and beautiful.



There is a word in German

“traumhaft”

which translates to dream-like.



Often it feels like I am living in a dream

and to feel at home

in a place like this

fills me with happiness

for the first time

in as long as I can remember.



As continually mindful I am

of the blessing it is,

I know Switzerland

is

not

my

eternal

Home.



Nevertheless,

I am simply full of gratititude

to be living in this moment.

~ Peter