Thrown from building to building,
I found myself talking to walls,
looking for something to answer
but never hearing Your call
I looked for You in people
I even looked for You in mine,
but You had not been welcomed
they passed on Your design
And what am I to make
of a home built on lies?
It’s no home at all
without You inside
I hammered on these chains,
I broke myself away,
searching for Your light
to keep the darkness at bay
Now You build a new foundation,
You’ve kept a place for me,
there is no shame in my seeking
for a home that is heavenly
Praise for Your creation
there’s no laboring here in vain,
my home is what You’ve given me
and You promise to maintain
Kingdom of God,
gracious gift for all,
how blessed I feel
that my Home is Your call
✍🏻 Poem by K.A.
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