There’ll be no more dirty feet to wash
Or tears to wipe away
No more chance to say, “Forgiven.”
To a son who’s lost his way
Oh yes the Lord will light our world
As our praises fill the air
But our chance to reach the lost
Is not an option there
Why do we wish for heaven so?
It’s time is soon to be
Right now we have a day to give
Before its shadows flee
Until the day breathes and the shadows flee, I will go
away to the mountain of myrrh and the hill of frankincense.
Song of Solomon 4:6 ESV
Before Its Shadows Flee by Peter Caligiuri copyright 2021 all rights reserved
So we are always of good courage. We know that while we are at home in the body we are away from the Lord, 7 for we walk by faith, not by sight. 2 Corinthians 5:6-7 ESV
It’s not what others say or think
Of what we’re going through
Or how they feel about the way
Of all God asks of you
But only what His word has said
And what He calls us to
How on His cross He showed us all
That love asks us to do
Then the lame will walk and the deaf will hear
And the blind begin to see
By the power of the love of Christ
For friend and enemy
That washes feet and feeds the poor
And turns the other cheek
And trusts to walk in faith today
Till with Him we will be
Till With Him We Will Be - by Peter Caligiuri copyright
2021 all rights reserved.
The Spirit and the Bride say, “Come.” And let the one who hears say, “Come.” And let the one who is thirsty come; let the one who desires take the water of life without price. Revelation 22:17 ESV
When I was growing up, my favorite place to play was in my grandparent’s ginourmous back yard. There on summer evenings, my cousins and I liked nothing better than catching fireflies in jars and then watching them flick off and on in what seemed a magical display. We would stay at our game, no matter how late the hour, until my grandmother went out on the back porch and rang the big ship’s bell that my grandfather brought home with him when he retired from the Navy. No matter how loud we were shouting and laughing or how far away we were, the sound of that bell let us know that the time for games was over and we needed to come in and get ready for bed.
Today as we were singing the hymn, “Softly and Tenderly” the words of the chorus suddenly reminded me my grandfather’s bell. I could almost picture Jesus standing out on Heaven’s porch ringing a giant bell as His invitation to “Come home, come home. You who are weary come home.” He is calling all of us, no matter what we are doing or how far we have strayed from God. The clear ringing of that bell is still lovingly and persistently calling us home. Today’s verse spells out, not only an invitation to come to God, but also the wonderful promise of a refreshing river filled with life that waits for us when we come in. Don’t hesitate or linger at catching fireflies, because it is getting late. If you can you still hear His bell ringing; then drop everything you are doing and come home!
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