Away

So, I’m in Northern Ireland.  For the second time in as many weeks.

In many ways it feels more like ‘home’ than Scotland, my birthplace and continual place of residency, because it is the home of my parents.  It is the home of my family.

But really it isn’t home.  Because nowhere on earth can I claim as home.  I am an alien, and will be as long as I live – an exile from the home of my true Father.

And when I consider those who have left this scene of time, and who are now with God, I can be assured that I will see them once again when I go to join them – when I finally go home.

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