Torn Between Worlds

I love being back in Manteca. It is good to be close to family, and my new job is great. But I miss Southern California, the friends I have there, and sometimes even working in the ER. …and I long to be in Cameroon, to serve God among the Baka who need Him so desperately. Three different worlds, and somehow my heart is in all of them. But if there is one thing that I’ve learned in my travels, it is that this world is not our home. God designed us in such a way that I don’t think it is possible to be completely content in one place for very long. Maybe the longing that I have for those other places stems from a deep-seated longing for heaven. Just maybe.