The wind dies down
The cold abates
And God abides
My soul partakes
In His promise
Hope is new
In fallen leaf
In sunset's hue
The leaves as raindrops
Scatter-pat
Address with grace
Their autumn flat
Of residence
Finding home
Claiming home
Coming home
Martha, "Coming Home" seems to fit this time of year--many are going home for Christmas; many others have gone on to their eternal home with the Lord. Many times I've wondered what it would be like to celebrate Christmas in heaven.
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Yes, Kim, I wonder what that would be like, too! One day, we will all come "home."
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