A Journey With No Address: The Purpose-Filled Homelessness of Jesus
There is something quietly devastating and profoundly beautiful about realizing that Jesus, the Savior we devote our entire lives to, walked this earth without a home to return to. He entered cities where no door opened for Him, traveled roads where no rest waited for Him, and slept beneath the wide, indifferent sky that never bent to shield Him from the elements. In a world that defines stability by mortgages, retirement plans, and neatly ordered futures, Jesus stepped into history with nothing but purpose, conviction, and the unshakable certainty of His Father’s will. He had no hometown prestige to lean on, no property to secure, no estate to manage, and no family infrastructure to elevate His name. He lived as a wanderer who offered the world eternity, a nomad who belonged everywhere and nowhere, a King whose throne was a cross and whose coronation came through suffering rather than status. When you sit with that reality long enough, it pushes against every modern instinct you’...