Home

More than this life

More than a body

Or a place

Home is

More than a feeling

Or a person

Or even that level of comfort

In a loved ones embrace

Home is so much more

Than where we go

Or what we’re taught

Or who we become

In this limited time

Motion picture

That is forever fleeting

But always leading

To that one destination

That is truly

Home

Yes, home is heaven

And not those pearly gates

Or the streets of gold

Or the angelic beings worshipping to and fro

Home is a King

That is, the Kingdom

A place where crying

And sadness

And death

And distress

And turmoil

And pain

Are swallowed up

In victory

A kingdom where defeat no longer has dominion

And who we are called to be is a given

And where our bodies are transformed

And we transcend

Beyond everything we once knew

To new life that begins again

Yes, home is coming

And home is waiting

And we are going

Because we are chosen

But until then

We wait

And eagerly desire

Anxiously hope

And confess our faith

For our heavenly home

Is more than riches

Or the greatest thing

We could ever want in this body

Home is beyond us

Yet still within us

A greater glory

That lives through us

And while we wait

We must shine

And arise

Until that day

We are called

Home