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Can we talk about how

For years, I’ve heard it said

That, “Home is where the heart is.”

Because recently it dawned on me

That home is where my bed is

And my bed is where I sleep

So really..

Home is where my rest is

I remember the feeling of being restless

So stressed

Head under water,

Not knowing where my next breath is

So I can say with confidence that

Real rest comes from redemption

And redemption was on the cross

So my rest’s wherever Christ is

My home’s wherever life is

My home is where no strife is

Where there’s love, peace, joy

A book – the word of God –

Read to you every night is

Can we talk about how

For years, I’ve heard it said

That, “Home is where the heart is..

But the bible never really says

Anything good about the heart

It says that it’s sick

And who can understand it

Who wants to live where there’s filth

In a place with no safety, no true comfort, or trust?

Who wants to live in a place where people consistently warn you of?

I don’t want to live where my heart is

I want to live where life is

Where the streets are paved with gold

Where each one of us has our own specially designed abode

Where there’s purity, where there’s hope,

Where the glory of God is eternally

Can we talk about how

For years, I’ve heard it said

That, “Home is where the heart is.

Because recently it dawned on me

That home’s wherever God is.

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