I've been thinking about Moses this week. In particular, I'm imagining how he must have felt by living in between various cultures.
Moses was a part of three cultures. Born a Hebrew. Raised in Egypt. Lived in Midian. He was a part of three cultures, but wasn't fully in any of them.
I identify with Moses some during this season of life. I'm from Michigan. It still feels a little like home when I travel back, but it's not--not really. I'm living in Pittsburgh. We've got a great home there for the time being, but it's a quick layover. We're on our way to Philadelphia, but don't live there yet. At times it's all a bit disorienting.
Fortunately, when we struggle to know where we belong, we can remember to whom we belong. Your identity is not connected to your address. It's established in relationship to your God!