Home is where....?
Last weekend we went back to Lancashire. We spent 7 years there as officers at Accrington. 2 of our children were born there. We had some good years there, but they weren't perfect by any stretch of the imagination. We are Southerners by birth, and have lived back down South for over 9 years now. So how come Lancashire feels like home? We love the hills, the greenness, and the industrial views of the old cotton mills. We made some great friends while we were there. I'm rubbish at keeping in touch, but we picked up where we left off, with both friends and much-loved neighbours. We learnt a lot about ministry while we were there. And we had some horrendous times both personally, and spiritually as corps leaders. So what makes it home? According to The Salvation Army articles of marriage we promised "to make our home a place where all shall be aware of the abiding presence of God." Maybe that's the key? Home for us, with our nomadic existence as Salvation...