Being at home all spring and into the summer months has not been a real hardship. Home for me is a haven of peace, order, and comfort for the soul. In some ways, these months of solitary refuge have been a gift.
Home, for so many families, has been a place of stress, chaos and isolation. For some, cabin fever is as virulent as the virus, and almost as damaging.
No matter how confining they may seem, our homes (our cabins, our four walls) are more than they measure in square feet. Home is where we “let our hair down”, slip into default mode and be our true selves – for better or for worse. Even in a peaceful and loving environment, home is still the place where we negotiate rights and privileges, learn to make compromises and accept disappointment.
Come September, Christ Church will not be celebrating Homecoming in our usual festive manner. We will sorely miss the opportunity to personally re-connect and re-affirm our relationships as a family in our spiritual home.
You may be feeling “homeless”, without the Choir, without your usual seat, without in person fellowship. But the feeling of being “at home” is not just being comfortable with familiar people in a familiar place. It is a grounding in love and trust and shared experience that we carry in our hearts wherever we may live, work or worship. Even in these disorienting times, we can be “at home” anywhere.