A burning home

Maybe the point was never to find a way to make the fire feel like home. Maybe it was to trust that there is life beyond it. There are seasons where leaving feels colder than staying, where the familiar pain feels safer than an unfamiliar peace. But perhaps faith is believing that the fire is not the final place you were meant to live. “When you walk through fire you shall not be burned, and the flame shall not consume you.” Isaiah 43:2