Ahhh. All of this. The longing is real. Let us all journey home together.
Also, I’ve said it before but I’ll say it again: this is why you’re the perfect publisher for my collection… you understand and share the heartbeat of my longing for home. Thank you for elevating our homeward stories. ❤️🔥
I hope this essay is in your upcoming book… I connected to the story of it, the processing of grief and loss of it, helped me process mine more and the hope of it, brought comfort and a sense of communal -joining together. ❤️
my word for this year is "home" - much to my (original) chagrin. i did not part with the word itself on very kindly terms, but reading your perspective on it, and the words of others these past months, is opening up pathways of possibility rather than just re-acknowledging avenues of pain. thank you so much for this write today, and for the reassurance that the longing and betweens are not an individual wrestle...but a shared one.
Our longing is God’s homing device planted into us. To be citizens of the earth and heaven at the same time. If I fight His call to come home, I am miserable. If I run to the Father, I am home, in joy. But it's hard not to wander from His home as the world can be intoxicating. May God's agape love helpful here.
Kimberley, I enjoyed learning about the meaning of “hiraeth.” And feel this mysterious, never quite satiated longing too. In my poetry collection: Growing Gills . . . there’s an undercurrent of longing throughout. Maybe it’s this longing that peaks our best work and dream pursuits.
Ahhh. All of this. The longing is real. Let us all journey home together.
Also, I’ve said it before but I’ll say it again: this is why you’re the perfect publisher for my collection… you understand and share the heartbeat of my longing for home. Thank you for elevating our homeward stories. ❤️🔥
Your words have life, Kimberly. I thoroughly enjoyed this read. Blessings to you, friend.
I love everything about this beautiful reflection! I know this feeling well and I'm thrilled to have a word for it.
These words nearly brought a few tears to tumble. What an essay! Thank you, Kimberly.
Thank you for putting into words what I've been feeling for a long time. Hiraeth speaks to my memories of childhood, and a healthier time in my life.
I hope this essay is in your upcoming book… I connected to the story of it, the processing of grief and loss of it, helped me process mine more and the hope of it, brought comfort and a sense of communal -joining together. ❤️
Again, beautiful insights and so well said!
Beautiful words!
What a lovely word of longing. Beautiful exposition, Kimberly. ✨
my word for this year is "home" - much to my (original) chagrin. i did not part with the word itself on very kindly terms, but reading your perspective on it, and the words of others these past months, is opening up pathways of possibility rather than just re-acknowledging avenues of pain. thank you so much for this write today, and for the reassurance that the longing and betweens are not an individual wrestle...but a shared one.
Our longing is God’s homing device planted into us. To be citizens of the earth and heaven at the same time. If I fight His call to come home, I am miserable. If I run to the Father, I am home, in joy. But it's hard not to wander from His home as the world can be intoxicating. May God's agape love helpful here.
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Kimberley, I enjoyed learning about the meaning of “hiraeth.” And feel this mysterious, never quite satiated longing too. In my poetry collection: Growing Gills . . . there’s an undercurrent of longing throughout. Maybe it’s this longing that peaks our best work and dream pursuits.