by Nila K. Bartley

“Coming home,” what does that mean?
To each of us, that phrase denotes a different scene.
To some, it means the aroma of freshly baked cookies greeting them as they walk through the door.
Still to others, it is a sense of safety and security and they don’t ask for more.
What does that phrase “coming home” mean to a Christian, to a child of the King?
Our hearts will start racing and begin to sing.
At the mere thought of seeing our Beloved Savior face to face,
So that we may kneel to thank Him for His mercy and grace.
Or will we just be staring at our Beloved Savior in awe and wonder?
Will His voice sound like the roar of mighty rushing waters or like the indomitable explosion of thunder?
Will tears stream down our face as we instinctively want to worship?
Or will we just be so thankful that we no longer feel Satan’s grip.
Will we just want so badly to touch Him,
but dare not.
Because this is our Beloved Savior, will be our only thought. 
Our Beloved Savior who was always Faithful and True.
How do we thank Him for bringing us through?
How do we show Him the full extent of our love?
It was always the Lord showering us with His love from above.
Our hearts so full, what to do—
then we feel a tug, a pull.
That tug came from Jesus reaching out for you and for me.
Homecoming made possible because of His death on that tree.
The tug gaining strength until we are pulled into His arms.
All of our fears and misgivings He disarms.
This is where each of us always was in the first place.
We were there as soon as we accepted His love, mercy, and grace.
Homecoming is where we are when we lay something at the foot of the cross in prayer.
We just never realized we had always been there.

Nila K. Bartley is in her late fifties and lives in Ohio with her forever love, Jason. She volunteers at her church and serves Jesus with her writing. She considers her writing ability to be a talent from the Lord. She derives joy from this and hopes people are blessed by her writing.