I've become convinced that if Luke had chosen a picture of the gospel instead of 24 chapters of writing... [he] would have drawn for us a big table, wooden and worn and homey.

"God’s abiding among us happens precisely amid, alongside, within the complexities of our experiences with home and with belonging."

Home is a place, yes, but it's also a commitment, a demand that God's justice would unfurl here and now, a faith that expects to taste God's grace in the people and the places where God has planted us.  Home is a feeling and a commitment.