My Home


My Home

Chantal, Zoi, and I recently moved to Palm Coast Florida, where I was called to pastor. Which means that what we knew as our “Home” was displaced and relocated for the very first time. Our first home, in Berrien Springs Michigan, was to be left behind for a new one in warm Florida. Though excited to move to a new location, to start a new chapter in our lives, it was tough. 

It was difficult to leave the home where Chantal and I shared the first year of marriage together. It was hard to leave the home where we welcomed Zoi, our little puppy, and potty trained her (taking her out every 2 hours for the first week or so), adding another being into our little family. It was strange to come into a new apartment, with new neighbors in a new city. But we welcomed the change and the move, excited to follow where God leads. 

As I look back on our move, I realize that both Chantal and I have been wrestling with what “home” really is. Yes, we both had already left our homes in Texas since we had gone to college. Yes, we both had even ventured across the world to live in a different country for a year. Yes, we had gotten married and created our own family. But, we always had a home to go back to in Texas. A physical house where part of our childhoods still lived on throughout every room. Where memories had been formed that were permanently etched on the walls that saw everything. 

But now, it’s different. Why you ask? Because our parents are both (interestingly enough) on the verge of moving out of our childhood homes. Though we’ve awaited this moment for a while, excited for both our parents to be able to move on and enjoy retirement life it is strange, to say the least, to acknowledge that our homes will be in the hands of others and that we will never experience home the same. 

This situation solidifies in my mind that home isn’t really about the physical location as much as it is about the people. Yes, smells, feels, furniture, decoration, and other stuff all serve important elements in our idea of home. But, at least for me, home is where my loved ones are. Home is the people who make home, home. 

Hebrews 11:13-16 tells us of the great people of faith in the Bible that died hoping for a home they could call their own. We are reminded that they had not yet received that home, but that God, instead, is preparing that home for them - which we will also enjoy. 

It’s beautiful to realize that it is okay to go through this world and feel as though we have not found our “home;” feeling that we are continually on the move. Because the reality is that this is not our home, and we are awaiting a home that is to come, a home that is full of love, where God is waiting for us. 

It’s also neat to realize that home is the people we have around us, our loved ones and those that care for us. Our situations and scenarios may change, but people are what matter most, always. 

So though I am in a new apartment, in a new setting, in a new challenge, I am home - for the present moment. Yet awaiting a future home - my permanent home.

Sebastian Lopez has been involved with Enspire Productions since 2010. He is pastoring in Palm Coast, Florida.


A Birthday FaceTime Call

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A Birthday FaceTime Call

I was born June 1st. Being a summer baby, I’d always be envious of my fellow classmates who celebrated during the school year. Celebrating with family was nice but there was always something special about celebrating with friends. As the years passed by I started working at summer camp. I can still recall my first “friend” birthday. We were practicing for a Journey play working hard all day long. As the evening approached, my camp friends all gathered round me and sang happy birthday with a beautiful bundt cake! Surrounded by such beautiful and God-fearing people, filled me with an unexplainable joy that I began to treasure immensely. For the next 8 years, I was able to celebrate with my Journey (Enspire) Family. Birthdays at Summer camp moved from Leander to Lake Whitney to camp meeting in Keene. 

Last Fall, I started my new job as a Food Science Educator. Working in the public school system did not allow me to help out with the plays like I was able to the last 8+ years. Sadly, I was unable to celebrate with my friends. The day of my birthday, I spent with my siblings, parents, and husband. After a nice lunch, I had to work at our high schools graduation. Exhausted and emotionally drained, I laid in bed ready to go to sleep, when suddenly I received a FaceTime call from a camp friend. She held the phone to show what seemed like 30+ Enspire family singing happy birthday to me! I cried. My heart filled with so much love and sense of belonging, how could I not cry! 

Although I was technically “HOME” for my birthday for the first time in almost a decade, “HOME” to me was realized when that FaceTime call came through. To me, HOME is people who love you, people who lift you up when you are down, a community and place of safety. My HOME fills me with so much that it brought me to tears. Can you imagine what our real HOME in heaven will be like?! Living with a God who loves us, who lifts us up, a community and place of safety! With only a taste of home here, I live for the day when I will experience my “birthday” in and with my true “HOME”.

Alejandra Clark is a CTE Food Science Educator at Edinburg High School.

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Steadfast in the Storm

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Steadfast in the Storm

This month, we at Enspire have been focusing a lot on what “Home” means. This is because we are currently in the midst of our Keene Camp Meeting performance of The Journey: A Voyage Home. So, I found myself contemplating what it means to be steadfast in the storm. How can one find Home in the middle of the chaos of our daily lives?

For me, that chaos, that storm, comes in the shape of anxiety and depression, two sides of the same coin. When I am feeling anxious, my mind runs at a million miles an hour because I care so much about every little interaction, and I’m so caught up in the “what ifs” that I can’t really focus on anything at all. Then, when I’m depressed, I care about absolutely nothing and I just want to curl up in bed and stay there forever.

When I’m in my storm, I don’t feel very steadfast at all. What is your storm? Do you ever feel lost in the waves?

Recently, Psalm 11 has given me comfort. It begins with “In the Lord I take refuge; how can you say to my soul, ‘Flee like a bird to your mountain,’ for behold the wicked bend the bow; they have fitted their arrow to the string to shoot in the dark at the upright in heart.”

What I get from that is that this world is a dangerous place. We will face storms of varying degrees every single day. And it’s not going to stop.

Psalm 11:3 tells us, “When the foundations are being destroyed, what can the righteous do?” What do you do when your world is falling apart? What do you do when you’re lost in the waves? How do you stay steadfast even in the storm?

One thing that helps is finding people who understand. It is important to have a support system with people who can offer a shoulder to cry on even if they aren’t going through exactly the same thing.

But, also remember that people will fail you.

God really does understand the storm you are going through. In John, Jesus says, “In this world you will have trouble. But, take heart, I have overcome the world.” Jesus said this before the cross. He looked ahead beyond the suffering, and in anticipation saw the prize before the end of the game. He sees the peace before the end of the storm. 

Even if you can’t. And sometimes, you won’t.

Make sure to tell God how you are really feeling, even when it feels like his promises will never come true because there will always be wind and rain and darkness.

So, how do we overcome the storm and stay steadfast? We take refuge in the Lord.

Psalm 11:4 says, “The Lord is in his holy temple; the Lord’s throne is in heaven; his eyes see.” God is in charge regardless of how bad it looks. We don’t follow God because he keeps us from evil, we follow him because he walks with us through the valley of the shadow of death, so we don’t have to be afraid in the storm.

So, we rely on God because sometimes that’s all we can do.

In this world, we will have trouble. But, we can remain steadfast in the storm because God is right there in the storm with us. He is our shelter…our sanctuary…our home.

Stephanie Wilczynski has been involved with Enspire Productions since 2009. She is pursuing a PhD in Curriculum and Instruction from Andrews University.

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