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Is That the Lights of Home I See



There is a call for every Christian to rise above the tumult of life.
A freedom that is freely given by God to our hearts and lives is found within Him.
Take for example the lights of Home.
They are shining for one reason and that is to safely guard the Christian Home to Heaven.
Is that the lights of Home I see for me?
They are beckoning me to respond to them.
They are leading me to a higher plain.
It is within the hand of God to guide me to Heaven's shores.
I love to be thinking of Heaven and know because of Jesus; I'll end up there.
He'll accept me as I am without any pretenses of course.
There will be a preponderance of faith that will be present.
A joy that is for the Christian belongs to all that belong to Him.
It is a time of joy and merriment when we near the lights of Home.
May we be accepting of the pleasures that belong to us when we arrive.
Knowing as we do the Lord is leading and guiding us every moment of every day.
The peace that is ours is not transitory but permanently fixed for us.
Bless the Lord, and all that is within Heaven.
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