Jesus' highly mobile life and ours

My husband and I recently relocated from Chicago to New York. Looking back, I realize that I have had ten different addresses in my life. This number strikes me as staggering, though it's by no means unusual. Many people, at least those of us in industrial societies, are creatures on the move.

I have experienced happiness in each of the places I've lived: childhood camaraderie in suburban Chicago; freedom and beauty along the lakeshore in Michigan; shared jokes and histories that come from student living. I am grateful for each of these spaces and experiences.

And yet each move entails loss. It involves leaving unique places and people. I am a sapling uprooted from its soil.