Home, where the hurt is.
Bono’s words, not mine. These are whispered toward the end of U2’s anthem titled, Walk On. For the longest time, I argued with this lyric and was convinced that I had an interpretation problem. I was certain it was a typo too. He couldn’t have meant hurt, I thought.
Home – where the heart is must have been what he meant, right?
Over time, through thick and thin, sickness and health, good and bad, prosperity and poverty, abundance and abandonment, beauty and betrayal, coming and leaving, building and breaking, I’ve come to love the subtle choice inherent in U2’s anthem.
Home is where both hurt and heart reside.
God, help me bring my hurt, my heart, my tiny mustard seed of faith, and trust you to bind my wounds, mend my broken heart, and fill me with your LOVE. God, help me allow your LOVE to flow through me. God, help me see other peoples hurt and offer a hand. God, help me go home with a heart humbled by your love instead of a heart filled with false pride. God, help me…
Go home, anyway.
BUILT TO LEAD 
Great way to start the day. Amen.
Those lyrics have always baffled me, as well! I get it…maybe even all of it…but really, probably just part of it! I will keep coming home, anyway! Praise God and thank you!
Great post Chet. Going to share this one…because it’s so true. HOME—the beauty and tragedy all wrapped into one.