Looking For A Home

Sunday Psalm 7.19.26

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Father God 
Lord Jesus 
Holy Spirit 

We present ourselves before You again this Sunday.
Kris Kristofferson wrote and Janis Joplin sang, 
About Bobby McGee, that he was looking 
For a home and she hoped he’d find it.

Everyone looks for a home, a place to belong.
The place where, when we show up
At the door, they will take us in.

Some of us were born into such wonderful homes
That we have gone back often to our families of origin.
Some of us were turned out early, into 
The loneliness of the world, to make our own way.
For most of us, home is somewhere in between 
Those extremes—mixed, like life is. 

But we all have an idealized image of home.
We know what it’s supposed to be. 

And we are here because You have become home.
Father, You have welcomed us.
You watched for us, waiting at the window. 
You’ve thrown a party to celebrate.

Having accepted your welcome, we don’t know
When we’ll get the call to the eternal gathering.
It might come unexpectedly.
But some of us know we’re near the end.
The summons is in the mail.
We’re almost home—just a few more miles.

We will never give up longing for home.
There’s always more to anticipate.
And we can only imagine the party when You receive us
Into the beautiful mansions You have prepared. 
Amen.