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While perusing some "old" scribblings I came across a poem written five years ago. The last verse is particularly meaningful as I navigate through the raging waters of depression. Enjoy! We are getting nearer "home" each day.
Here’s that last verse:
The trials endured
As pilgrims heading homeward;
Are temporary and
Will not last too long.
So hand in hand
We’ll cross the final valley;
Eyes fixed on “home”
We sing redemption’s song.
- David W. Fisher (Dec. 13th, 2004)
Amen David...both Chris and I comment daily that we so very much long to go home. May we keep our eyes on Jesus until that day.
ReplyDeleteLord bless...Susan