My brother Eric has been active in local politics in his community for a while.  A few years back he decided to step up and serve as an elected representative to his city council.  Eric really seems to enjoy this work of helping his local government be a positive force in the lives of his neighbors.  And he is well aware of the messiness of political work, often confronted by competing interests.

Until I was 30, the longest I had ever lived continuously in the same house was about four years.  Since then, I had a couple of longer stretches.  The longest I’ve called a place “home” was the nine years we lived in a “temporary” apartment while I was completing seminary, trying to sell my business, and hoping to go into full-time ministry.  My sense of “home” has never been rooted in a particular structure.