One day you'll be home. You may not have noticed it, but you are closer to home than ever before. Each moment is a step taken. Each breath is a page turned. Each day is a mile marked, a mountain climbed. You are closer to home than you've ever been.
Before you know it, your appointed arrival time will come; you'll descend the ramp and enter the City. You'll see faces that are waiting for you. You'll hear your name spoken by those who love you. And, maybe, just maybe- in the back, behind the crowds- the One who would rather die than live without you will remove His pierced hands from His heavenly robe and - applaud!
Before you know it, your appointed arrival time will come; you'll descend the ramp and enter the City. You'll see faces that are waiting for you. You'll hear your name spoken by those who love you. And, maybe, just maybe- in the back, behind the crowds- the One who would rather die than live without you will remove His pierced hands from His heavenly robe and - applaud!
by Max Lucado
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