“If we find ourselves with a desire that nothing in this world can satisfy,
the most probable explanation is that we were made for another world.”
(our home in December 2017 during a winter storm / Julie Cook)
As we prepare to move homes…from a house we built to one we did not,
I have become keenly aware of what it means to be rooted as well as somewhat uprooted.
What it means to be sheltered.
To be comfortable.
To feel safe.
Yet that’s not always the case for many of our sisters and brethren.
For many, there is no sense of stability.
No sense of security nor well-being.
So within the melancholy I’m finding in leaving,
there is a greater sense of gratitude.
If a house can feel emotion, which we know it cannot, my desire would be that this house
could feel our deep level of not only a bittersweetness in leaving but more importantly,
that it could sense our level of thankfulness for the years of shelter, safety,
and rootedness it provided.
And so it is within this flood of emotion…the type of emotion that only transition
can bring…of which I know is not coming from the leaving, the going, or the coming that
is the root of my unsettledness…it is the longing I have for “home”—
a longing for a home that transcends this world.
I know that our hearts, none of our hearts, will be at rest until we find
ourselves embraced in the arms of our Father…
The peace coming from the Holy Spirit is more than relief from suffering,
a sense of well-being, or a sense of equanimity.
It is rooted in a deep sense of home, home amid the cosmos
(which we who have faith know is being at home with God).
Fr. Robert Spitzer, S.J.
from Christ vs Satan in Our Daily Lives