I am a sojourner.
That means something different at various times. I’m reminded of the spiritual, “Wayfaring Stranger.”
I’m just a poor wayfaring stranger Traveling through this world of woe But there’s no sickness, toil nor danger In that fair land to which I go I’m going there to see my father I’m going there no more to roam I am just going over Jordan I am just going over home I know dark clouds will gather round me I know my way is rough and steep But beau-teous fields lie just before me Where God’s redeemed their vigils keep I’m going home to see my mother She said she’d meet me when I come I’m only going over Jordan I’m only going over home I’m only going over home
The overarching meaning for me of being a sojourner is that I’m just staying here on Earth for little while. As a Christian my time spent on Earth is an incredibly short stop on the timeline of my eternal life. Quite a comforting thought when your way is rough and steep.
My sojourn here may be a temporary stay, but it is also a quest: a search for meaning, an adventure in living, a mission to know God and make Him known.
I can also look at sojourn as where I am sojourning right now, this minute, in Earth time. The places I find myself residing not only physically, but mentally, emotionally, and spiritually. Each of these places has the potential to powerfully influence me for good or for bad: to help me abide, or lose my foundation; to draw me to the positive or to the negative; to point me to my source of life or to drain me of the desire to even ask for help.
Sojourn can also mean an interlude, a time to stop and think about it. Sojourn: stop a while and find rest; for my body, my mind, my soul, and my spirit.
Won’t you join me in my Sojourner Life?