Like grief, there’s no rhyme or reason for the waves of homesickness that suddenly come upon me. The first emotional crash seems to come out of nowhere and catches me completely off-guard. 

The rock that cries in Mauritius was mesmerizing! My Guy and I stood there for ages, watching and waiting for the big waves to come and crash through the hole in the rock.

As I think back to that beautiful day, it reminds me of what homesickness feels like. Some days, the waves come as little sorrows, while other days, like today, they’re a gigantic crash! 

It’s the feeling of missing family, places, friends, countries, food, and seasons that can never be repeated.  If I’m being completely honest, for a moment and sometimes a little longer, I long to return to those days. 

Grief and homesickness seem to involve many of the same emotions. The anchors of parents, family, and close friends are spread throughout the world. What I am longing for is the impossible!

In a world without faith, there is nothing beyond myself to cling to. The words from The Word jump out of the page at me.

Hope is an anchor for the soul..

While everything is always changing, my soul is anchored because God is my hope. The waves of grief, sorrow, and homesickness may drench me from time to time, but there is hope in the strong one whom I can hold on to. 

 So this morning, as little griefs roll over me, I cry and hold onto the hope that my faith brings. One day, my parents, my kiddos, and my friends will all be in one place forever, together, and that is the hope that I cling to. Heaven!

But until that day, I am grateful for the phone calls, WhatsApps, and Video Calls that keep us all connected across continents! And, of course, I cling to One who is my hope and the anchor for my soul, steadfast and sure!

This song captures everything beautifully.