Going Home

This will be short, but I've been wanting to say it for a couple of months now because I'm beginning to sense a shift in my journey. It's as though, somehow, I'm being directed home. That doesn't mean I'll be going anywhere near my old church. Not gonna happen. When I get myself back in church it will be at All Saints. (If you haven't checked out their website or listened to one of the messages online, please do so. I can promise you it will touch your life.) I'm not quite ready to take that step yet, but there are moments when I almost feel as though I'm being "shepherded" in that direction. And we all know who's responsible for that. LOL.

However, I'm finding that God and I are talking more often, and I'm really beginning to engage Him about stuff. Rather than just thinking about the questions I have, I'm talking to Him about them.

Back in November, I started to sense the shift underway, and it really began kicking in after the first of the year. I was just driving in my car one night when that Daughtry song started playing on the radio, and I swear to you that song was to written for me.

I'm staring out into the night,

Trying to hide the pain.

I'm going to the place where love

And feeling good don't ever cost a thing.

And the pain you feel's a different kind of pain.

Well I'm going home,

Back to the place where I belong,

And where your love has always been enough for me.

I'm not running from.

No, I think you got me all wrong.

I don't regret this life I chose for me.

But these places and these faces are getting old,

So I'm going home.

The miles are getting longer, it seems,

The closer I get to you.

I've not always been the best man or friend for you.

But your love remains true.

And I don't know why.

You always seem to give me another try.

So I'm going home,

Back to the place where I belong,

And where your love has always been enough for me.

I'm not running from.

No, I think you got me all wrong.

I don't regret this life I chose for me.

But these places and these faces are getting old,

So I'm going home.