THIS IS HOME ~ SWITCHFOOT

I've got my memories always inside of me

But I can't go back back to how it was

I believe now I've come too far

No I can't go back back to how it was

Created for a place I've never known

This is home now I'm finally

Where I belong, where I belong

Yeah, this is home I've been searching

For a place of my own now I've found it

Maybe this is home yeah, this is home

Belief over misery I've seen the enemy

And I won't go back back to how it was

And I got my heart set on

What happens next I got my eyes wide

It's not over yet we are miracles

And we're not alone, yeah

This is home now I'm finally

Where I belong where I belong

Yeah, this is home I've been searching

For a place of my own now I've found it

Maybe this is home yeah, this is home

And now after all my searching

After all my questions I'm gonna call it home

I got a brand new mindset I can finally see

The sunset I'm gonna call it home, home

This is home now I'm finally

Where I belong where I belong

Yeah, this is home I've been searching

For a place of my own now I've found it

Maybe this is home yeah, this is home

Now I know yeah, this is home

I've come too far and I won't go back

Yeah, this is home

As I was driving between locations at work today, this song came on the radio.  As I was listening to it, it really hit me that where we are is not home.  A couple of weeks ago, I was talking with my mom about how I have never really felt at home  whether in the college dorms or in the house I was at there this semester.  Even my house that I grew up in doesn't feel like home, as it has become a place I go in and out of between college and life.  I started thinking on the drive about where I have felt the most at home, comfortable, and two places came to mind:  the first was at a conference I went to where I had only the necessities and spent my time focusing completely on God and His plans.  The second place that came to mind, where I have felt the most at home (and tried talking my pastor into leaving me ;)  ) was on the two missions trips I went on to Chicago.  There we slept on the floor and had only what we needed, it was cold and we worked, but I loved it, I do love it.  What's the difference between being in those situations and being in my own daily life?  Why is it that I can feel so at home in a place that is so far from what I know and so out of place where I have always been?  I believe it is what I am doing in those places.  The amount of time spent focusing on God and God alone, the service I am doing for others and not for myself, the ability to just get away from what I know and become out of place in order to better serve.  I know I will never feel truly at home until I am with my Lord and Savior in Heaven, but, until that day comes, I know what I need to do in order to get there.  I do not feel called to the normal life of going through school and having a job.  A quote I like is, "What value is it to climb the ladder of life to the top, only to find out that it was leaning against the wrong building?"  If I lived a "normal" life, I feel like my ladder would be on the wrong building, my focus would be off, and I would never feel at home.  The comfort part, I can do without that, but I want to feel at home, and the only way to get there is to constantly seek my Jesus!  That's home.