Restless

My friend Lara graciously told me I needed to update my blog again, and since I never do what she tells me to do, here is an update. I began my packing for school this afternoon, because I'll be gone most of the day tomorrow playing in a fund raising golf tournament. As the result, I'm now living out of my suitcase here at "home". I'm again in that transition period between two "homes", and I'm a bit restless awaiting my departure. On the one hand, I'm excited to head back to school, on the other hand there are definitely things I miss here in the NW when I'm at school (namely, friends and family). I haven't moved as much as some people in my life, but in the last few years, I haven't spent more than a few months in one spot. Sara Evans' song "Restless" came to mind as I was thinking about this. Here are a few of the lyrics -

"Oh, to hold somebody close that cares
Oh, to finally find some roots somewhere
I know someday I'll find it; it's out there
But until then, I'll just keep movin' and ramblin'

What do you do, where do you go
When nowhere feels like home 
I'm restless
Just ramblin'
Oh, I'm restless"

I do have some roots... but in recent years, those have been uprooted quite a bit. I'm a bit mixed up as to where I belong and what location is home. On the one hand these lyrics make me think of someday settling down into a "normal" life, raising a family, etc. But on the other hand, the whole situation makes me a bit restless for heaven. I could be more settled than I currently am here on earth, but in reality, I'll never be home here. "Oh, I'm restless."