Recently a family member invited me to the church which provided the beginning of my spiritual journey. I consider this church a place where my spiritual roots were first planted. Soon after walking into the church, the fans, Sunday school programs, scripture cards, pews, deacons, deaconess, and choir brought back memories from my past.
It seemed like yesterday, although actually it has been over 40 years
since my sisters and I were little girls attending Sunday school or
Summer Bible school in this church.
So, now, how could I sense a good vibe or aura simply by being in this place? I asked myself. The answer was clear. I was home. There is no place like home.
It does not matter how long its been, or how many times you return.
You are returning to memories of a place which is special. It’s the place you consider home.
Not everyone share a fond memory of home. Some do not have a physical place to call home. But, what some fail to realize, home is more than a physical place. Home is a state of being. It’s the place you feel whole.
embrace its grace.
Capture it in a snapshot
before its fleeting moment.
Capture the silhouettes of today-
they’re glimpses of time passed.
tantalizes fulfillment, so
Capture young hearts
while they laugh, and
Capture the old at heart
while they reminisce-
in a few flashes,
laughter of children vanish,
veils are lifted and
old hearts return to dust.
Capture the memories of happiness-
before happiness surrenders to sadness.
Capture the gift of life,
for life is temporal-
Capture life’ presence-
because in its appointed time
it crumbles to the Earth.
Capture life’s journey
and all its milestones-
for there will come a day
life will meet its unwelcome foe
WHERE DID YOU COME FROM?
HOW DID YOU GET IN?
DID SOMEONE GAVE YOU THE KEY?
HOW DID YOU FIND YOUR WAY?
ARE YOU HERE TO ROB?
INTEND TO CAUSE HARM? –
WASN’T IT ENOUGH TO CAUSE HEART BROKE?
OR, IS IT YOU DON’T CARE?
IS THIS THE RETURN OF HEARTACHES-
FROM THE ARROWS THROWN BY YOU?
DO YOU TAKE PLEASURE SEEING THE HEART PIERCED OPEN-
WHILE YOU WATCH IT SWALLOWED BY SORROW?
THESE MOMENTS I REMEMBER WELL –
RESURRECTED MEMORIES I WISHED WERE DEAD.`
IS THIS A DREAM AMONG MANY?
WILL EYES OPENED MAKE YOU AT EASE TO LEAVE AGAIN?
IS THIS MANIFESTATION OF MEMORIES ONCE CHERISHED –
THE RETURN OF PLEASURE AND BLISS SHARED?
OR IS THIS TORMENT, AND PAIN I DREAD-
THE RETURN OF PROMISES CRUSHED LIKE COLD ICE?
IF THIS IS A DREAM, PLEASE DON’T WAKE ME.
BUT, IF I SHOULD AWAKEN,LET THIS BE THE PROMISES
YOU FAILED TO KEEP.
SO, STATE YOUR CLAIM, SPEAK TO ME.`
TIME WILL REVEAL IF THESE ARE THE THINGS I FEAR
OR IF THESE ARE THINGS I HOLD DEAR.
ITS BEEN AWHILE,
MUCH TOO LONG.
HELLO LOVE –
HERE TO STAY?