Sometimes we need to step outside of what we know, at least mentally, in order to see something for the mundane marvel that it is. Home is one of those things we’re in danger of taking for granted, especially if we’ve always been blessed with a roof over our head.
How to describe it without mentioning bricks and mortar, size and shape, inward or outward decoration? I’ve taken a deeper inward look at the home we all dream of as a place to finally be and belong. Because even if the home we currently inhabit is deficient in some ways, the Home with God where we are headed to will be a perfect fit for us.
What is home?
The place we return to wherever we roam.
It’s where we feel loved the most.
Accepted, wanted, warm as toast.
It’s what our souls always long for.
With a permanent ‘welcome’ mat at the door.
It’s comfort and cosy and snuggling together.
It’s a shelter, a haven in all stormy weather.
There’s food to be had and room at the table
for the weak and the wounded as well as the able.
It’s sacred and secular wrapped up in one
with the Kingdom come, nothing left undone
as we meet with Father, Spirit and Son.
Home is the place where our hearts belong.
When our ears hear the call we break out into song.
A wanderer’s refuge and a journey’s end.
A place to be lover, companion and friend.
Home can be as humble as humble can be
but it will seem like a palace to you and me.
It’s a place of indescribable, inestimable worth.
A coming together at life’s end, a beginning, a birth.
This life’s hostel for hurting souls
and the place where one day
we’ll all be complete and whole.
This is day 5 of #fiveminutefreewrites for #31days and today’s prompt is ‘home’. I’m joining in with Kate Motaung and crew on an occasional basis. You can find out more here and participate too if you want to.