I know what it’s like to search To look for a place that feels like home. I searched in friendships, in achievements, in places I thought would finally make me feel like I belonged. But no matter how far I went or how much I tried to fill the emptiness, it never felt enough. Something was always missing. Until I realized… I wasn’t the one doing all the searching. Home had already found me. It wasn’t a place. It wasn’t a feeling. 𝗜𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗝𝗲𝘀𝘂𝘀. He was there all along Waiting not for perfection, but for surrender. Not for performance, but for presence. His grace was the compass. And His love? That was home. So if you’re tired, lost, or unsure where you belong… Pause. Breathe. Look up. You might just realize He’s been beside you all this time Ready to lead you home too. 𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗯𝗲𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝗶𝗻 𝗛𝗶𝗺. 𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗹𝘄𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲. 🤍