Monday, December 5, 2011

Going Home

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In this place I stay

It doesn’t feel like home

So I know I’ll be leaving

To another place I know, because


This is not my Home

I’m just passing through


So I don’t mind

If the bed’s hard

Or if the foods cold

I’ll make do, because


This is not my Home

I’m just passing through


I’m from a place that’s Royal

There everything’s the Best

But for now it doesn’t matter

I’ll just wait here in Rest, because


This is not my Home

I’m just passing through


While I’m waiting

If I can help you

I’ll be of service

If there’s anything I can do, because


This is not my Home

I’m just passing though


You go ahead of me if you want to

I don’t mind the waiting

I’m in no hurry now

But soon I’ll be flying, because


This is not my Home

I’m just passing though


If you need it you can have it,

I have all I need at Home

There’s nothing here

I hold too tightly, because


This is not my Home

I’m just passing though


Why sure I have time

If you want to stay awhile

We can talk of where I’m going

Where Love wears no watch you know, because


This is not my Home

I’m just passing though


You want to come along?

Great, but the ride’s not free

You must exchange all decaying

For that which you cannot see, because


This is not our Home

We’re just passing though


When all around is sorrow

How do I hold onto Joy?

It’s not too hard to find

If you look beyond what you can see, because


This is not my Home

I’m just passing though

Soon I’ll be leaving

And I pray that you’ll come along with me too.
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4 comments:

caryjo said...

It's a good reminder of what we face day by day... everyday life is a "passing through" phase. I'm SO looking forward to "flying"... soon. [Hope I can see the planets, stars, galaxies... all the other creations we don't even see here on earth.]

Blessings.

Doug Spurling said...

Caryjo, Thanks. I can still remember page number 255 "I'll Fly Away" in our hymn book growing up. That day is closer now than it's ever been. For the joy set before Him Christ endured the cross - how much more should we be able to endure what comes our way for the joy that awaits.

S. Etole said...

Your words carry hope and promise.

Doug Spurling said...

Hi Susan, nice to see you. Words spoken about our Hope & Promise should indeed be filled with hope & promise, thanks for letting me know they hit the mark.Your words are encouraging & I am thankful for you.