Going Home

Going back home is such a hard part of life

Leaving our loved ones, children and wife

Longing for heaven yet holding to here

Caught between now and eternity dear.

The pain of our old body pushes us home

Leaving this world of fury and foam

Back to our Jesus, the beginning and end

Whose grace is our hope, forever our friend.

  

Our breathing, it lingers, our vision unclear

The old man within struggles with fear.

But He that is in me, He knows his way back

To mansions and glory no more to unpack

 

So, family don’t worry I’m on higher ground

Death is a veil that Jesus ripped down

I’m more alive than I’ve ever been

Free from all worry, unable to sin.

 

October 2019