mobile home

here’s my heart

and You are welcome here

make a home in me

so that I may make my home in You

so that wherever I go

others may feel at home with You

no judgment, just love

eyes that see the loveliness within

ears that listen carefully,

seeking to understand

hands that are ready to help

legs that will take an advocate’s stance

encouraging words to fill my mouth

lead me to a table big enough

for honest companionship

let’s wonder about the mystery

that You are a Host so humble

You make Yourself the Guest

familiar yet still unknown

fill my arms with emptiness—

whatever You give to me

let me give to others—

make me generous—

fill my arms with emptiness

so every day I will be ready to embrace

as I walk

let me walk with You

so that wherever I go

others may be at home

in tenderness and peace,

grace and joy,

hope and childlike faith,

courage, imagination,

acceptance and belonging,

a place to breathe easily,

a place to rest and heal

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mobile home

by troy cady

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