Setting the course for a place I long to be,
A place where my heart can find rest over the sea.
The charts tell me that home lies with the Lover of my soul ,
But the horizon stretches like an unattainable goal.
I continue on my journey across rising and crashing waves,
ďWhere is the place I belong?Ē my heart raves.
While out of the west and approaching with all its might,
Comes the thunder with its sound and lightning with its sight.
The bow begins to be pelted by worrisome large hail,
And in the next instant arises an overpowering gale.
My longings for peace are dashed amidst lifeís storm,
As I seek to find hope for the future in its hidden form.
Facing the difficult front brings questions of survival,
Will my secure future find its safe arrival?
Does such a place called home exist here on earth?
Can one be content when dreams have lost their worth?
I send out an SOS, a call for Godís guiding hand,
Where in Godís plan should I take my stand?
While my thoughts pour out like the pounding of the surf,
My desire for safe abode receives a beacon from landís turf.
A light, a direction, a guidance long sought for,
Shows the way I must sail to reach safetyís shore.
There is where I belong, where my Saviorís will is done,
Where I do what He has called me to under the rising and setting sun.
He knew all along as I sailed across the sea,
Home is the place where my heart finds His plan for me.
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