Tears shed for the homestead

As a Freshmen, sometimes it feels as though I am still wondering around ooking for a home to belong to. While all the time, everyone keeps welcoming me with smiles and open arms, trying to convince me that I have come home. That here in this educational institute, I AM home. But like Christ, this is not my home. Recently it has been easier and easier to feel the lack of a sense of belonging... Home truly is where the heart lies. And my heart lies in the arms of my beloved.