I am a man in search of home.
A place where I can experience the presence of God.
I feel like an exile in the church settings I am currently in
I sing the songs... listen to sermons... pray the prayers
But I sense that there is more
I am troubled by this discontent that lies within my soul
Discontent at what? I do not know
This restlessness plagues me and I long to run to familiar ground
But here I am walking into unknown territory
Trusting God to lead me home
Asking God to give me ears to hear and eyes to see what the Spirit is saying
I want to know Jesus.
Let the journey begin......
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I really enjoyed your poem, sometimes home is in exile, and in exile that is where God is...
It is nice to recognize truth when you here it. These words ring true for One that really understands what it means to be in exile. Let the journey begin indeed.
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