Lord God, my King, my Savior,
thank you for home.
Thank you for how it feels
to walk in the door,
kick off my shoes
and slide on my slippers,
to be embraced by effortless familiarity
and countless comforts.
It's no palace but it's perfect,
and I've missed it.
Thank you that I'm home
and that I have a home to come to,
in Jesus' name, amen.


Larry Schoonover said...
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Larry Schoonover said...

Maybe you would enjoy my short book on prayer?