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Homesick for Heaven

There is a golden

land

on a far-away

strand

far beyond this earthly

shore

where I long to be forever

more,

for God is there

and in His

care

are those whose

hearts have been washed

in the blood

of The Crucified

One!

Homesick am I

for that place up in the

sky

where angels sing

"Glory to God"

and are joined by those

who lived upon the

sod

of this earthly tent

wandering through the

desert of this

life

awaiting transition

from the daily

strife

of this sin-cursed

life

and all that

where Satan is the god

of this

age!

He is the father of

lies

who does his best

to turn mankind

aside

from making peace with

The Christ of

God!

Think it not strange

that the Devil

wants your body and

soul

and all that would

make you

whole.

For those who have been

born from

above,

who have tasted

the life of

love

we are homesick for

the mansions

above

where there is no sin

in all who have

entered in;

and no suffering and

pain,

no darkness of

night,

no cripples in

sight,

just eternal delight

in the presence

of God

The Father and Jesus

The Son

and The Holy Spirit

through whom

we were

won.

The streets are of

gold

and 'time' has been placed

on hold

for eternity needs not

a time-piece

for it is one eternal

present.

The Mares of the Night

cannot enter

to rob old soldiers

of rest and

to bring back sights

all through the

nights

where once the Mares

held old veterans

at bay.

Yes, I'm homesick

for Heaven!

The Word tells me that

eye hath not

seen,

nor ear heard,

neither has entered into

the heart

of man

that which The

Lord

hath prepared for them

who love

God!

This old veteran

is listening

for the trumpet

which shall surely

sound,

the whole world

'round,

when Jesus appears

in the

sky

to receive His Bride

who shall be

forever

by His side.

Lord, in Your perfect

timing

there will be no more

tears,

for You have promised

to wipe them all

away

in that Grand and Glorious

day.

No hunger there

for there are trees beside

The River of Life

which bear all

manner of

fruits

which are borne

in perpetuity.

No 'homeless' in Glory

bearing signs

which read

"Will work for food"!

No child will

ever feel' gnawing pangs

of hunger

in that Fair Land, and even the

roses refuse to fade.

New Jerusalem

comes down

from above

like a heavenly

dove.

God will remake this old

planet and

there will be 'Heaven

on Earth' !

No 'Homesickness'

in God's

vocabulary!

So my dear way-faring

friend,

will you enter

in?

You can indeed if

you've been

born again!

I invite you!

The Spirit does the

same,

for this in real;

and salvation is not a

game!

So, by Rapture or

by death,

I'll join my Savior

who gave me

breath.

In that Holy place

we shall look

on Jesus'

face

to be forever

blest!

Thanks be to God

for eternal

rest...

I'm going HOME!