Friday, November 6, 2009

Homecoming Weekend

This weekend is a rare combination of Homecoming and the Carolina/Duke football game. It should be a big time.

I’ve always liked the phrase Homecoming. Some families and churches use Homecoming to refer to a reunion. I have wonderful memories of reunions of that type. All the different types of foods, cousins I saw only once a year, and the grown-ups laughing and arguing and remembering the past created a kaleidoscope of sensory experiences that are, even today, wonderfully vivid.

Schools also use Homecoming as a type of reunion. The current students are electing Homecoming queens (and kings at some schools), there may be a parade, there’s usually a dance or event of some type, and the anticipation of who you might invite to Homecoming is always a big deal. For the old grads it’s a time to reminisce, renew old friendships and make new ones, and, for a few hours or days, maybe stop being a grown-up.

The people I come in contact with who seem the happiest have Homecoming every day. They have a person, place, activity, state of mind, or feeling that, to them, is home. It’s a safe haven; a place where they believe, “Here, I am home.” Coming home for them means they can relax, be whomever they believe themselves to be, and be appreciated for that…even if there is no one else involved and they are appreciating themselves.

Not having a home can be incredibly stressful. It’s a feeling of being lost. Sometimes it’s a feeling of being on edge, on guard, almost all the time…feeling that you can’t relax and recharge. If you understand the concept and importance of home you may spend an inordinate amount of time looking for it....looking for somewhere to come home to.

Do you have a home? It can have nothing to do with where you lay your head at night. It’s more a matter of where you lay your heart.

I hope you have a Homecoming this weekend.

Go Heels.

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