Faraway

6 months away from "home" and 6 months at "home".
My true "home" is in heaven... not here on earth.
Yet, I long for HOME.

Years ago I wrote a song that reflected this dilemna:

Faraway in a land
Where the North wind blows and blue waters flow
Is the place I call home
All your lovingcare taught me how to share

Faraway is a place
Where the land lies low and the tulips grow
Welcoming open arms,
Being friends with me, like a family

Faraway in a land
Where a jungle grows and it never snows
I will come, I will go
See your smiling face, feel your your warm embrace

Faraway in a place
Where Gods wonders tell how a red star fell
He put your name in my heart
Into prayer He led before we ever met

And a part of my heart is right next to yours
Through the valleys and seas
God keeps us faithfully
You're never faraway
You're never faraway