Home is the place we go to reset our compass, to find our way, to regroup. It may be where we live, or where we used to live, or even the open road. Regardless, there is some place – or if we’re lucky, more than one place – that we call home.
Whenever I think of home, I remember the spiritual that says, “Softly and tenderly, Jesus is calling, come home, come home, come home.” Despite the multiple meanings of that metaphor, I love that idea of being called home. I’m just thinking of “home” in a more literal sense.
“People who fail,
falter, or are wounded,
We all feel the call of home.