My parents still live in the same house I was brought home from the hospital. I lived there all my childhood, elementary, NKOTB, and high school years without packing a single moving box. DSC_0754But the last umteen years have made up for that. This last year alone, we have moved 3 times. Each space has been different. Each has had its own character, hosted its own share of dinner-parties, made its own memories. I will always smile at the good times we shared under the different roofs.

We spent newlywed months in an apartment where we could vacuum the entire place without plugging into a different outlet. Our landlord would mow our lawn in her bikini and direct our guests to where they should park in her bathrobe. But nothing mattered, because marital bliss!

We had a cardinal that banged into our living room window for 2 years until it turned from red to ragged-gray. Here we saw 2 lines for the first time!! 9 months later, we welcomed the teeniest, loudest, preciousest little bundle into our family.IMAG1938
We moved to a house right across the street from the church Andy was pastoring. Here, we saw 2 lines as well…although they seemed much blurrier holding our 4 month old. It was a beautiful dream to live 30 minutes from my parents for these years. DSC_0696
When we moved back to Indiana, we rented a space for some months until our house was built. 14 cats lived here before we moved in, and our allergies regretted every day of it.
We built a little house that turned out to be where all our money went and when we realized we had bigger dreams than keeping up with our mortgage, we put a For Sale sign in the yard. The pic is not very flattering, but it’s real life. (Also real life is not being able to find most of the pictures we took during those 3 years.)
We were uncertain where circumstances would take us, and some dear people let us rent their house as we waited on the Lord for the next step. Meanwhile, we savored the crimson sunsets across the fields, barefooted play in the yard, blankets of snow, and laughter of friends that filled this house.

We bought an old house that had been condemned and poured blood, sweat and tears into making it new again. We loved this place. But when it was time to move on, we were so thankful that all along we knew it was a gift.
We sold it all, packed it up, and in our last months before moving to Brazil, we were blessed by the generosity of a family who let us live next to them. And sunsets over the lake!!
We moved into a house where parrots were nesting in our attic. We didn’t mind, because we heard they eat the scorpions…which was a relief, since we saw 5 there. Our kids haven’t let language become a barrier and never skipped a beat in inviting friends over.
2013-12-12 10.47.39And now. Here we are!!!IMG_5728This is the view of the school from the road. Our house is in the top right corner.DSC_0100It has been quite a hike to get here. But, some One hooked us up with an amazing view!!!IMG_5740After living out of boxes since we sold our house in September, it feels like we are finally settling. We’re unpacked, and able to put down some roots. But I just don’t want to forget that this is not our home either. Literally. This is a house the school built for us to live in, for right now. It’s not ours.

Sometimes I wonder how it will be for our boys, moving around so much…
I wonder if they will grow up feeling uprooted.
I wonder if they’ll feel conditioned to have to move every 3 years.
I wonder if they think their home is in the US…but when they get there, not feel like they fit in.
I wonder if they will then feel like they belong neither here nor there.
I wonder if they’ll want to revisit these places.
I wonder if disappointment will follow when they do.
I wonder if they realize the treasure was not in the structure, but in the memories we made.
I wonder if they will know that wherever we are, we have done our best to make it home.

But I hope they always know that it doesn’t matter whether we own or rent.
Whether we are near or far from family and friends and everything familiar.
Whether we live in North or South America. Or, wherever we live on this round world…
We have a Home that is greater than anything out there!

Through all the generations,
LORD, You have been our Home.
Psalm 90.1 (NLT)


4 thoughts on “Home

  1. Angie

    ‘Love reading your updates and knowing you are settling in. BTW, Melayna would like to tell Jude “hello” and that the whole kindergarten class misses him. 🙂

    1. saralroyer Post author

      Hey Angie! So good to hear from you! Tell Melayna that Jude says hi back and misses his kdg buddies. What a sweet bunch of kids in that class! We have some notes to be mailed out to their classes..hoping they make it before school is out! Of course, with as many snow days as you all are having, that may happen 🙂


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