Make two home for thyself, my daughter. One actual home… and the other a spiritual home which thou are to carry with thee always. – Catherine of Sienna
14th century Dominican nun
Two homes– I love our small house here under the maple trees, with the green front door, where we make our meals, take our rest. But I have a true eternal home that is more real and lasting.
In a surprising way, this reminds me of one of my family’s favorite old songs growing up– “This World is not my Home.” We sang it together to my Dad in his last days in the hospital. He loved that song.
This world is not my home, I’m just a passin’ through.
My treasures are laid up, somewhere beyond the blue.
The angels beckon me, from heaven’s open door.
And I don’t feel at home in this world anymore.
Two homes. I love them both.