Here in Far Home
Walk with me, linger, in season’s sweet hue,
Throughout life’s fullness, like diamonds in the dew.
Mornings will come, far from this view,
warmed by a Sun that will give us renew.
Stilled by the dawn, silent and hushed,
Our prayers lift upward, like dreams forward rushed.
God of all morrows, Time listens in;
here we walk forward, framed by His Begin.
Walk into His season, walk with me now,
Yet cherish this moment, the one God allows.
Linger to shed His bounty of Love,
here in our far home near Heaven above.
© 2020 Linda Willows
Isaiah 46:9-10- “Remember the former things of old; for I am God, and there is no other; I am God, and there is none like me, declaring the end from the beginning and from ancient times things not yet done, saying, ‘My counsel shall stand, and I will accomplish all my purpose.”
2 Peter 3:13 -“But according to his promise we are waiting for new heavens and a new earth in which righteousness dwells.”
Psalm 84:11-“For the Lord God is a sun and shield; the Lord bestows favor and honor. No good thing does he withhold from those who walk uprightly.”