I'm Home

As the western wind whips my face

And I see the clouds role in

I hear a voice from far off place

Come home my love, come home

As the freezing rains soaks through my skin

And the storm rages all around

A whisper calls from deep within

Come home my love, come home

As the rolling hills go ever on

And my winding path won’t end

Tender words come with the dawn

Come home my love, come home

As the treacherous peaks rise before

And civilization falls behind

I hold to the call of my beloved

Come home my love, come home

Alas! I leave behind the strife

And home comes into sight

I run to my one, my only, my life

I’m home my love, I’m home!

As tears run down my weathered face

And I smile from ear to ear

I stand by my love, in my rightful place

I’m home my love, I’m home

 ~ Kaleb

I wrote this poem this last year while thinking about what home really is. What is home to you? Is it your house? Family? Friends maybe? Is it your town? Your yard? Your country? Is home that smell when you walk in the door? Or that feeling you get when you watch the sun set from your back porch? I am graduating and leaving behind what, while growing up, I called home. I am going off to school and moving out of the house, but I am not leaving home.

What I discovered is that home is a place in my heart that never leaves. It is a place that i feel the warmth of dawn and the love of my family. Home is not the places I go or the things that I do, but ultimately home is the love of my life. For those of you who know my story, you'll know that I have screwed up a lot in life. I have made mistake after mistake after mistake. I learned the hard way that learning the hard way absolutely sucks. My favorite passage of scripture comes from 1st Corinthians chapter 6...

9 Or do you not know that wrongdoers will not inherit the kingdom of God? Do not be deceived: Neither the sexually immoral nor idolaters nor adulterers nor men who have sex with men, 10 nor thieves nor the greedy nor drunkards nor slanderers nor swindlers will inherit the kingdom of God.

I would always read those verses and go, "yeah, that's me. I've had immoral thoughts, I idolized, I stolen, I've been greedy, I've slandered, I've swindled... I've done messed up a lot in my life. But the reason this passage is my favorite comes in the next verse...

11 And that is what some of you were. But you were washed, you were sanctified, you were justified in the name of the Lord Jesus Christ and by the Spirit of our God.

You see God didn't see all my mistakes and leave me there. He didn't just say "Well dang, he's messed up. Time to ditch the dodo." No, he took all my flaws and said that I was washed and I was cleansed and I was justified. No based on who i am or what I have done, but based on who he is and what he did.

The point of this post is this: where do you find home? Ultimately for me, He is where I find home.