How the Gospel Reorients Our Definition of “Home”

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I have spent my life feeling like a wandering nomad with no permanent rootedness.  This is largely a product of growing up overseas in a context where many of my friends were also away from their home country.  When I was eight years old, my family moved to the Philippines, and I lived there until I was 16.  Many of my friends also were not native to the Philippines, and so we developed a sort of collective identity as being visitors in a land not our own.

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