I am homeless.
Never anticipated that.
Being homeless is about not having a place to live. To have no structure to return to at the end of the day. It is being without the familiar. The cozy.
It is being home-less.
There is something vital missing.
It is uncomfortable.
It is good.
Being homeless constrains me to find shelter in other places.
The Lord is good, a refuge in times of trouble. He cares for those who trust in Him. Nahum 1:7
He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High will rest in the shadow of the Almighty. Psalm 91:1
He is the familiar. He is the vital. He is the comfort that I seek.
He is the structure I can return to.
I may be homeless, but I still have a refuge.