Kim and I are looking for a place to call home.
We've been renting since we moved to Christiansburg a year and a half ago. Lately, we've been scrolling through listings in search of a permanent home. Jeannette has been very patiently showing us properties and listening to conversations about where the couch would go.
Here's the thing about living in a place you know you're leaving: you stop investing in it the same way. I could redo the bathroom in our rental. It needs it. But I'm not going to. It's not my home. The owners wouldn't want me to, and honestly, it would feel like a waste. Why pour time and money into something I'm walking away from?
There's a freedom in knowing you're leaving. You stop obsessing over what won't last. You start prioritizing what travels with you. What matters shifts.
That's exactly where the author of Hebrews lands in chapter 13.
He tells them to get comfortable living "outside the camp." For Hebrew people familiar with this phrase, who understood exile, who knew what it meant to be displaced, that language carried weight. It meant being on the margins. Not quite belonging. Living as strangers in a land that wasn't theirs.
And the author says that's exactly where we're called to go. Outside the camp. With Jesus.
This Sunday, we're wrapping up our journey through Hebrews, by examining what it means to live outside the camp and why the author chose this particular phrase to encourage us to live as sojourners in this world.