where do i belong?

home felt like a vague memory. something that was years ago. i had been "ripped out" of my home in Maryland and "planted" in YWAM Kona for three months.
ripped out of the "YWAM bubble" and planted in Thessaloniki, Greece for three months. then i was ripped out of Greece (where i fell in love with the people) and re-planted in Kona.
then ripped out of the YWAM environment and transported back "home" to Maryland.

it had me questioning if i even knew what home was. where did i really belong? in worship, we sang the song "where i belong", but even though i knew i belonged in the Lord's presence, i didn't feel like it mattered. there were times when i would cry my eyes out before the Lord because i didn't feel like i belonged anywhere. people told me that everywhere was home because the Lord was there, but i still struggled.

what is home? where do i belong? 

on outreach, a friend gave me a note that said, "i saw the word "sweet" then a picture of "homes" so maybe you'll find where you belong & feel at home soon."  

and she wrote Psalm 27 on the note, which says in verse 4, "one thing i ask of the Lord, this is what i seek: that i may dwell in the house of the Lord all the days of my life, to gaze upon the beauty of the Lord and to seek Him in His temple."

and in verses 7-8, "Hear my voice when i call, O Lord; be merciful to me and answer me. my heart says of You, "seek His face!" Your face, Lord, i will seek."

so even though i am back in Maryland, missing Greece terribly, and don't know exactly where i belong, i will seek the Lord's face. i will gaze upon His beauty and it will be more than enough for my soul.