Something Challenged
I wrestled a bit with today’s theme, turning it over and over again in my mind. I settled on my sense of place as my something challenged. I love roots and history and belonging and yet I have spent my adult life following a pillar of cloud and a pillar of fire, settled for a season and then on the move again.
“No place is a place until things that have happened in it are remembered in history,” says Wallace Stegner.* So I am challenged daily to put down roots, to build history, to remember and to find my belonging all along the journey. This is the challenge of a sojourner.
