Weary traveler, looking for a home.
You long for a place but find none.
You’re restless and tired, but the longing drives you on.
Look up! Look to the hill of Calvary, where the love intersects time. Through blood and tears, you are born to a kingdom to come.
Remember, you have a home.
The king, crowned with glory and grace, sits at the headwater that flows with grace through the ages.
You have a place, a place not seen by men.
You see a beautiful sunset; you read a beautiful line written by pen, a song fills your heart with wonder.
The light is breaking through.
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