homesick

"In You"

I put my hope in You
I lay my life in palm of your hand
I'm constantly drawn to You Lord
In ways I cannot comprehend

It's the Creator calling the created
The Maker beckoning the made
The bride finding what she's always waited for
When we find ourselves that day

[CHORUS:]
In You where the hungry feast at the table
The blind frozen by colors in view
The lame will dance, They'll dance for they are able
And the weary find rest
Oh the weary find rest in You

It's no secret that we don't belong here
Those set apart by the grace of You
And we look for the day when we go to a place
Where the old becomes brand new

Mercy Me

A couple years ago during the Christmas season I was sitting by the bedside of a friend who was going through a serious illness. In fact, she had been struggling with this illness for nearly ten years but it had grabbed hold of her and her reserves failed fast.

As I thought again about her, this year, I also reflected on the fact that this is not my home, it was not her home. It may be the only home we are aware of but it IS not how it was meant to be. I am homesick today. Although our human bodies are dying everyday, we all look for the day when we go to a place where the old becomes new, pain is a thing of the past and there are no more tears. Today is not that day.

Perhaps your Christmas wasn't all you thought it would be. Maybe you weren't able to spend it with the ones you really wanted to be with...or perhaps they have 'gone home'. May you find comfort in the fact that this isn't the way it will always be. Amen and Amen.

Grace and peace,
Deb