It was, of all things, a call to jury duty that reminded me powerfully of the beauty of a sweet hometown and the joy that comes from staying put where the Lord put you in the first place. First, you must know this: In my youth, I had a wanderlust that took me away from my hometown and into big cities where no one knew my name or cared who my daddy was or what my mama’s maiden name was. It was a time of adventure in places like Washington, D.C., Indianapolis and Nashville.