To Read on the Journey

Tuesday, September 18, 2012

I'll meet you in the air

 
I’ve been feeling kind of restless
I’ve been feeling out of place
I can hear a distant singing
A song that I can’t write
And it echoes in what I’m always trying to say

There’s a feeling I can’t capture

It’s always just a prayer away
I want to know the ending
Things hoped for but not seen
But I guess that’s the point of hoping anyway 

 Of going home, I’ll meet you at the table
Going home, I’ll meet you in the air
And you are never too young to think about it
Oh, I cannot wait to be home

 
I’m confined by my senses

To really know what You are like
YOU ARE MORE than I can fathom
And MORE than I can guess
And MORE than I can see with human sight 



But I have felt You with my spirit
I have felt You fill this room
And this is just an invitation
Just a sample of the whole
And I cannot wait to be going home

Going home, I’ll meet you at the table

Going home, I’ll meet you in the air
And you are never too young to think about it
Oh, I cannot wait to be going, to be going home 


Face to face, how can it be
Face to face, how can it be
Face to face, how can it be

Cuz this is just an invitation
Just a sample of the whole
And I cannot wait to be going home



The balloons are for our son Caleb, who is home, and face to face with the One who is "MORE than I can fathom, and MORE than I can guess, and MORE than I can see with human sight." 

3 comments:

Gina said...

Praying for you! And thankful for your courageous heart to share your story, I know others will be encouraged by it, just as I was.

Blessings and grace to your family today.

The Writer Chic said...

Love and prayers, friend. Seth has recently been talking about and asking about Duncan. It makes me long for the day when these brothers can be reunited. I know you long for the same for Noah and Caleb.

Kelli said...

This is beautiful. My grandmother passed away a few weeks back and I can not shake the sadness that I have. She face death with so much courage and did not want any of us to be sad for her.
I think I need to print this off and keep it in my room.