Forever Home
When our count of days goes way too fast
When earthbound lives are gone and past
In sad, lamenting grief we’re cloaked
We limp to You, our only hope
We lost them, those who were our own
Or were they not, and just on loan
With great compassion You lift us up
For what You gave them, they left with us
By Your grace, it’s their Love we’ve enjoyed
So eternal, enduring, death can’t destroy
Fragrantly lingering, it wafts through our hair
Like tropical breezes, love whispers its care
And we know they are with us, as You’ve been from the start
For their love warms our being, lifts our limbs, and our heart.
So, there lies our hope, it’s Your love and Your faith
You care about us, Your plan is in place
We lack understanding, only You know
How to bring home your people, You care for each soul
For You have given us this sleep
The one that, here, we think so deep
Yet it is light, and lasts but a whit
So brief, and at the end of it
We waken to You, forever home
At last, Your Treasure is our own.
At last! Your Joy is now our own!














therefore obedience doesn’t have to be promised, but is taken as a given. I still see it as a sign of trouble. The cumulative worldview is crumbling. Love and obedience are being snowplowed to the wayside to make room for selfishness and rebelliousness.







