Welcome Home, Poem.

Welcome Home, Welcome Home

~Matthew H - ©2011

I saw glorious light, bountiful and pure,

There was no other light like it,

None that could match its glory,

And the feeling that I received was very fulfilling.

It reached into the depths of my soul,

And to my heart it sang a melody true.

Wings extended to the air,

Angels stood upon streets so fair,

With glimmering stones and gems so bright,

Everything that I saw was perfectly right.

A man came walking out to meet me,

I knew Him almost completely.

Though I had not seen Him in person,

I knew Him in spirit,

Just one tender look at Him,

And my heart rejoiced with a power so sweet,

That I fell quickly at His feet.

“My Lord, it is you.” I cried out with a broken voice.

Tears filled my eyes, and a song filled my heart,

When the Choir sang a lullaby,

I knew that this was the start.

The beginning of the never ending story,

A life together with my Lord, my family and friends,

Now there would never be another end.

“My Child.” His warm voice said.

He helped me to my feet and looked into my eyes,

Then His hand came up to wipe away the tears,

And in that instant, I had no fears.

“Welcome home, Welcome home.” He smiled.

I found that love that was pure and true,

The existence that most denies,

I now saw with my own two eyes.

Now with happiness in my soul,

I took in the view of heaven in whole,

And then together my Lord and I,

We walked side by side.

 

     This poem was in my heart and it started with “Glorious Light.” The Bible tells us that God is the Light. The poem took its own course from there, and I felt the power while writing it. Anyone that believes that God is true, that He sent His only Son into the world, to save us…And believe in Jesus Christ and accept Him as their Savior… Well, reading this I am sure you will feel it too. You’ll find it hard to keep those warm tears from your eyes, but remember their tears of joy. Why are they tears of joy, you ask? Because you KNOW God is the Almighty, and you know He gave us His Son, and ultimately you know that He promised us a life EVERLASTING! Isn’t that great? Remember, we are not Children of Men anymore. We lost that when Jesus came for us. We then became Children of God. (I’m writing an article about that, which I’ll be finished with soon.)

But please don’t take this poem and what I write and think that I don’t struggle. Because I do, I have times when the world seems to over-power me. I have times when the devil just doesn’t know how to stop. I am sure that all of us do. But after things become tedious and troublesome the gift that Jesus left us, the Holy Spirit, finds us in the fiery furnace and He brings us out unharmed. That is when we look around, and then look up and realize that we stumbled and we find that solitary path again, and then we walk in the way of Good and Light, Truth and Knowledge.

I’m going to end this here, because it is late and I am tired. But always remember, when you have nowhere to look, even if you’re not having any problems, even if you don’t need anything…Just look up into the bright blue sky, and have a little talk…You’ll find so much comfort in doing so.


Godbless & Goodnight.
~Matthew