Searching For Some Kind Of Home

If there’s one main thing I’ve been thinking about a lot while I’ve been in Uganda, it’d be the concept of “home”. For the first time in my life really (maybe second, I felt it marginally after my trip to the US in Feb/Mar), I feel pretty homesick… without even knowing what home means. I’ve been chatting with a few friends about it too.

Is there a people or a place to belong to? What does it mean to be grounded in a community?

Erwin McManus writes, “Home is ultimately not about a place to live but about the people with whom you are most fully alive. Home is about love, relationship, community, and belonging, and we are all searching for home.”

I’ve always been so independent and unattached, and in many respects I still am, though I am now in this strange place of wanting to feel at home somewhere, wanting to feel that I belong somewhere. There is this shift happening in my heart… where will it lead? Is it possible to have roots that go deep, without being resident in one place for sustained periods of time?

“… people write their addresses in pencil…”

Your shout: What does home mean to you?

Source Of Light Pri School

In my first week here, I spent some time at a primary school out in Jandira, called Source of Light Pri School, with the first Emmanuel church team. Had a lot of fun taking photographs of the kids and the team members interacting, playing with bubbles, generally just loving each other! I’m really chauffed with how these came out…

Source Of Light Pri School

Source Of Light Pri School

Source Of Light Pri School

[PS: all my images so far are entirely unedited, due to some mishap about reinstalling my software blah blah blah… so edited images will be coming after I return to the UK… I hope!]