Greetings Dear Reader,
As we slow down and try to adjust to the changes, the media
ramps up the fear and warnings. Store
shelves are empty. Large cities are
seeing an uptick in violence. Medical
facilities are stressed. It is the
uncertainty that is triggering our fear.
It is the fear that is causing our loss of perspective.
We are all headed to the same destination. Some will get there sooner than others. Everyone will have the same barrier to
pass. The Father wants to know about our
faith. He wants to see our love for him
acted out by that faith. We are all headed
home, Dear Reader.
If our path ends today or 100 years from now, we will all eventually
step out of time and into that clearing at the end of the path where all
that does not matter rolls away. In that
transition all that will remain is love.
Everything else is contained in time.
We will transcend time and the Father will show us all that is ahead.
Slow down and see the moments as they pass. Spend them loving each other well. Understand that we can control only our faith
and our responses. We cannot control the
trouble or the world. What we control is
that only thing that will last; we control how well we love others and show the
Father our love through that.
I do not know when it will be but I am going home. This place is beautiful and bright, dark and
dangerous, and long and lonely all at once.
What makes it bearable is the company of the Son we follow and you Dear Reader. As my fellow traveler, my love for you is how
I show my love for the Father. I want to
live this out in every moment. Slow down
and join me if you wish. I am going to
love you no matter what you choose.
I’m
Going Home – Chris Daughtry
I'm staring out into the night
Trying to hide the pain
I'm going to the place where love
And feeling good don't ever cost a thing
And the pain you feel is a different kind of pain
Trying to hide the pain
I'm going to the place where love
And feeling good don't ever cost a thing
And the pain you feel is a different kind of pain
I'm going home
Back to the place where I belong
And where your love has always been enough for me
I'm not running from
No, I think you got me all wrong
I don't regret this life I chose for me
Back to the place where I belong
And where your love has always been enough for me
I'm not running from
No, I think you got me all wrong
I don't regret this life I chose for me
But these places and these faces are getting old
So I'm going home
So I'm going home
Well, I'm going home
The miles are getting longer it seems
The closer I get to you
I've not always been the best man or friend for you
But your love remains true
And I don't know why
You always seem to give me another try
The closer I get to you
I've not always been the best man or friend for you
But your love remains true
And I don't know why
You always seem to give me another try
So I'm going home
Back to the place where I belong
And where your love has always been enough for me
I'm not running from
No, I think you got me all wrong
I don't regret this life I chose for me
But these places and these faces are getting old
Back to the place where I belong
And where your love has always been enough for me
I'm not running from
No, I think you got me all wrong
I don't regret this life I chose for me
But these places and these faces are getting old
Be careful what you wish for
'Cause you just might get it all
You just might get it all
And then some you don't want
'Cause you just might get it all
You just might get it all
And then some you don't want
Be careful what you wish for
'Cause you just might get it all
You just might get it all, yeah
'Cause you just might get it all
You just might get it all, yeah
Oh, well I'm going home
Back to the place where I belong
And where your love has always been enough for me
I'm not running from
No, I think you got me all wrong
I don't regret this life I chose for me
But these places and these faces are getting old
I said these places and these faces are getting old
So I'm going home, I'm going home
Back to the place where I belong
And where your love has always been enough for me
I'm not running from
No, I think you got me all wrong
I don't regret this life I chose for me
But these places and these faces are getting old
I said these places and these faces are getting old
So I'm going home, I'm going home
Wishing you joy in the journey,
Aramis Thorn
Mat 13:52 So Jesus said to them, "That is why every
writer who has become a disciple of Christ’s rule of the universe is like a
homeowner. He liberally hands out new and old things from his great treasure
store.”
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Thorn:
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Bookings: aramisthorn@aramisthorn.com
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