Home is Where the Heart Is

My flight leaves in a few hours and I am waiting to be picked up for breakfast and sent to the airport.

I am feeling anxious simply because I am returning back to New York. I have no idea why am I feeling this way yet but its giving me butterflies. As far as being here served its purpose of meeting with my sponsored church, it is also a time where I found myself being refreshed by what I truly believe a God-fearing-loving community looks like and it is one of the factors that spurred me into ministry.

I feel so loved by people, more than I expected and it confirms to me the mercy of God that has covered me all those years here where I should have never been worthy of such love.

People used to ask me about the possibility to return to do ministry back here in Wichita and I would very likely to say no, simply because I have moved on from this place and invested in New York. But this trip back reminds me of the most cliche of perspective that home is where the family is and it is almost that with the long connection of people that I have come to love here makes me feel at home.

But my call is in New York and I see how I have been invested with the city and there is where God will work in me.

So to New York City... I am coming home!