Tuesday, December 11, 2012

home


Just like my willow wreath I need a place to hangout. 
Here is home. Looking always for a place to hangout and call home, I find Jesus calling me to Himself. 
Where He is I am home. 

That being the case I can hangout and rest anywhere!

Even so, lately, I've wrestled with fear and tend to think too much about my unknown future. 
Living in the present is also home. Because I really can't live in the future anyway. 
When I remember that I am already "home" I can have peace.

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