The Homecoming

My family waiting on the front porch of Heaven, arms open wide, calling to me,
Straining to see if the next soul coming down the road might be kin they’ve longed to see.

It seems like forever since we last embraced, hearts yearning across time’s divide,
But now Heaven’s light softens the distance, and love beckons me inside.

We’ll sit and laugh, caught up in stories only family knows how to tell,
Each memory a treasure, each word making our hearts swell.

What a glorious homecoming that will be — joy running wild and free,
When family and friends gather at last, in God’s eternal love we’ll see.

No more goodbyes, no more tears, only light and perfect peace,
A home where love endures, and every longing finds release.

So I’ll walk that road, my heart set on home, my faith steady and strong,
For the front porch of Heaven is waiting — and I’ve been expected all along.

For His Glory
MarkWaldrop

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