By Larry Chadwick
Hope you can endure the collection of poems I found that I wrote in 1993! Here is one.
For many years Iíve traveled around,
But now Iím finally homeward bound.
The landmarks are looking familiar to me,
Old memories are stirring from what I see.
I forgot how going home would make me feel,
Sitting down to the table and a home cooked meal.
Welcomed home by the hugs only my mom could give,
I just thought I knew what it meant to really live.
Then I pondered my relationship to the Lord,
How long has it been since it was Him I adored?
As Iíve struggled through life with a heavy load,
I made a wrong turn and left the homeward road.
I forgot how going home to Jesus would make me feel,
Sitting down to the table and that Last Supper meal.
Welcomed home by hugs only nail pierced hands can give,
Learning what it really means for eternity with Him to live.
October 8, 1993
If tears could build a stairway and memories a lane, I'd walk right up to heaven and bring you home again.