Life has never been the same since I knew Him.
The reality of things came upon me in such great waves that sometimes I just feel like letting go. But the fact is my eyes were opened. I realised that I am just a visitor to a far away place. My home is still a distance of travelling but I am getting nearer by the days. I am a passing tourist here where I don't belong. Its comfortable here but not my permanent stay.
My home and my super-single bed awaits. My Father's presence is where I long to be. My Lord's embrace is where I find my peace. There, is where no tears, sadness, pain, suffering, hurts, disappointments can ever be found. Just joy, happinese, peace, assurance, love, laughters and rest.
It is where the grass plains runs far and soft. It is where rivers run but not rush. It is where oceans flow but don't roar. It is where winds blow so soothingly but don't beat. It is where clouds form and fluffy but no storms.
It is where I belong.
I am just a transitting tourist here, waiting for that plane to catch, to bring me home.
just me,
a passing tourist
