do I simply pass in and out? a sojourner with no place to rest my head. over and over again, i am reminded that i am an outsider. but of course, what expectation can i have - for someone so new, so temporal? who will invest in this person that is so transitionary?
days like these exacerbates the longing to just settle - for me to settle into a place, into people's lives, and they into mine.
who will listen to my heart? who will understand this heart? Lord, you know my heart.