Not Home … Yet

Wings of the Dawn

not home

I walk into the dreary day –

I try to see the sun.

For answers and the healing pray.

I walk – keep pressing on.

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I walk though fog, I walk through rain.

I walk through wind and snow.

I know that I don’t walk in vain,

For Christ knows where I go.

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I know that this is not my home.

A longing draws inside.

It moves my heart and urges on,

To walk and to abide.

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Here, as I pray for God to heal,

I trust His ways are right.

Ask Christ to show and to reveal

His ways and His delight.

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 I trust His precious hand to guide,

When healing doesn’t come,

When tears remain and hurts abide,

For this is not my home.

~

“Precious Father, the world tries to convince us that this is all we have.
Help us to set our…

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