I’m going to be honest with you right now — I have had a rough week. Not because anything went particularly wrong but because of an overwhelming workload.
Before I get into the substance of this post, here is a drawing I did (with some inspiration and maybe a little tracing) to illustrate my state of mind:

During worship at church this evening, we sang a song with the lyrics, “I finally know where I belong… to be with You…”
It was while singing these words that I realized the difference between claiming something and living something.
This question came to mind: Is the presence of God my home or simply a vacation house?
Do I reside with Jesus or is He an escape?
If being with Him is where I belong, I don’t want to treat my time with Jesus as an occasion but as a lifestyle. God is my Rock, not an acquaintance.