More Than Repentance
“The Atonement is not only about repentance!” These words still ring through my ears, since I first heard them twenty years ago this Christmas. You see I was 10,000 miles away from home in Australia. And I didn't like it. Not Australia, but I hadn't seen Australia yet. I hadn't given myself the chance to even look. My mind was home. My heart was Home. And my spirit was trapped in this body that wasn't. It was only a few days to Christmas, and I hadn't received one word from home. Not a Christmas card, not a postcard, nothing. I had given up. I was having my first experience with a lifetime full of separation anxiety and I was a long way from home. In fact since I knew I would be calling home I had made up my mind I was leaving. I started seeing my friends drive by me, or walk by me. At least people who for a moment looked exactly like them. Kyle was the high school kid in the main home of the family that we stayed in the Flat out back.