The third book in Naomi Reed’s award-winning trilogy, following
on from My Seventh Monsoon and No Ordinary
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’In Nepal, whenever the water ran out, or the electricity cuts were
worse than normal, or the monsoon seemed interminably long, or the
motorbike stopped, or the Maoists forced another strike, or my
home-school patience ran out, I would think about Australia. I
would think about our real home with hot water and electricity and
cheese and lettuce and chocolate and olives and friends . . . where
I would belong and be understood and known and everything would be
alright again.
Then, in the middle of 2006 we returned to Australia and it wasn’t
like that at all. It wasn’t immediately home and I didn’t
immediately feel like I belonged or that I was understood or known.
And I spent years wondering why not, and getting confused by the
answers.’
This is a book for anyone who has felt the pain of being in between
homes or jobs or countries or roles or relationships. It’s about
our deep-seated human need to belong and enjoy purpose and
community. After their six years in Nepal, Naomi Reed and her
husband Darren and their three sons returned from Nepal to
Australia and struggled with identity and disorientation. In this,
Naomi’s fifth book, she shares her story honestly and openly,
allowing the narrative to lead the reader into prayer and
reflection. By the end of it, you will feel a deeper and more
profound understanding of what it means to belong to God and hope
for heaven.