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We fight

We search

We wander

We roam

Scattered among the fields

Hidden under the forest

Carved into the mountainside

Camouflaged among the grains of sand 

There resides a home

A home rich in laughter

Abundant in love

Close your eyes, take flight

What do you see?

What do you feel?

Peace overtakes the mind

The body at rest

Anxious travel set aside

A calming hand placed in your own

A gentle breeze and the flowers dance among the field

Hoot, hoot...a snow owl perched on a tree branch, it calls and the mind surrenders

Pure beauty, the land silent, the land thriving for the mountain its protector

The roar of the ocean playfully banters with the sand as it washes onto shore

The heart knows peace in this flight

To be one with the world is to be one with God

Our past we learn as we listen to the Word of God

Rich in history we find our connection to a world of believers, tellers of their accounts

Accounts of God

Accounts with God

Gingerly we step while faith tempers our path

Our present we live for each moment a gift, an opportunity to discover God

God in our midst

God alive in shared love

Tenderly we share while intimately we learn

Our future no longer a problematic worry rather a rich invitation

An invitation to become alive

An invitation to a home 

Home, a safe haven of protection

Home, a comforting end from the day's woes

Home now synonymous with rest 

Undefined by four walls and a roof, home will not be found among the lilies of the field, though it will be discovered in its beauty

No address will you find for as the owl flies, it soars in majestic grandeur; wisdom of the heart its compass 

Its uncompromised foundation etched into the caverns on the hillside speak only of strength, protection and unabandoned faith as the sun illuminates every detail of the carving manifested in trust

Grains of sand will not be melted that it make cure to mold windows for no windows can be found in this perfection of a home

For this home knows no bounds

The searching

The wandering

The roaming 

All for not 

Looking for the intangible in a tangible reality keeps one moving

Be still

Be whole

In this moment there is love

In this moment there is peace

A home is offered

A home to be accepted

Perfection made possible only by love...Nonjudgmental, limitless in offering

To find this home we must first become this love

Bound by no human insecurities 

This home discovered

Not in the fields

Nor in the forest

Not on top of a mountainside

Nor along the shore bearing the ocean

No shingles will ever need repaired

For this home dwells in the heart of another

A heart pure in spirit

Wise in truth

Enlightened by the Father

For it is bound by faith and walks by love

Protective it shall be

Comfort it shall offer

Peace it shall bring

Joy it shall know

For love its foundation 

Love, the sweet smell of the lilies dancing in the fields

Love, the call of the snow owl offering warmth among the bitter cold

Love, the wonder of silence provided by the integrity of the mountain

Love, the road of the ocean as it gently tickles the shore

Love, a psalm of inspiring past

...a proverb for the present

...a letter of promise for the future

Discovered not in a building but rather in a being

You this being

You my peace

You my home

No longer shall I wander

No longer shall I search

No longer shall I roam

For I am settled

No baggage shall I carry

No worry rack my heart

It now rests 

Your offering of love accepted

My offering of love extended

May we rest in each other for always

For ways we shall be intertwined in love and bonded by faith

Home right here, with you, in love