That was the theme of the Urbana conference last week. John 1:14, “The Word became flesh and made his dwelling among us.” (NIV) Or, as Eugene Peterson puts it in The Message, “The Word became flesh and blood, and moved into the neighborhood.” God came here to live, but not only to live, but also to dwell. He made his home here, moved in, and became connected and invested. The implications are fairly obvious. I am the body of Christ, the incarnation of Jesus to the world. So what does it mean for me to dwell here? Bridport, Vermont, is more than just the place where I live. For me to dwell here means that I truly move in and make myself at home. While my primary citizenship is in the Kingdom of God, it’s not my only citizenship. So I’m thinking about what it would mean to truly invest in this place, to commit myself to this place and these people. I’ve been a bit detached lately. I’m thinking that maybe that’s not okay. So today, and for awhile, I’m thinking about dwelling.