HOME

I feel at home
in the place where
the broken are.
Where around every corner
you find a sinner
and traces of a broken heart.
Everyone here
has stood on the line,
felt the darkness of the brink,
cried out in lonliness,
has wrinkles of the past
engraved into their foreheads.
I feel at home
with the people who
have been lost time and time again
but are found by the same search party.
I feel at home
with the people who are just like me
and together we face the future
with our faces turned to God.
Like them,
I have been redeemed.
I feel at home in the place
where we are all in love
With the same man.
Because He loved us all first.