Thinking About Home
"Let not your heart be troubled; you believe in God, believe also in Me. In My Father's house are many mansions; if it were not so, I would have told you. I go to prepare a place for you. And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again and receive you to Myself; that where I am, there you may be also. And where I go you know, and the way you know."
I'll leave you with the words of an old song that speak of our eternal home.
O they tell me of a home far beyond the skies,
O they tell me of a home far away;
O they tell me of a home where no stormclouds rise,
O they tell me of an unclouded day.
O they tell me of a home where my friends have gone,
O they tell me of a land far away;
Where the tree of life in eternal bloom
Sheds its fragrance thru the unclouded day.
O they tell me of the King in His beauty there,
And they tell me that mine eyes shall behold,
Where He sits on the throne that is whiter than snow,
In the city that is made of gold.
O they tell me that He smiles on His children there,
And His smile drives their sorrows all away;
And they tell me that no tears ever come again,
In that lovely land of unclouded day.