09/27/2026
Land gets passed down. A place changes hands, changes names, gets split up or built on or sold off to somebody new. Even the ground itself shifts over the years, fence lines move, creeks cut new paths, buildings go up and come down. Nothing stays exactly the way it was, not even the dirt.
Long before anybody had land to call their own, the psalmist wrote that the Lord had been their dwelling place through every generation. Not a house, not an address, but a home that never moved even when everything else did. We help people find their place here on earth. He's already been home for every generation before us.