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Everyone is looking for home, Lord. We want our place in this world. We fear that there is no rest for our weary souls, and this fear drives a great many stupid things.
Show us, Father, that the home we seek is no city built by human hands. No, it is a city whose builder and architect is you. You are home. Someday we will dwell with you in that city, a thousand miles long, wide, and high. And there will be no sun and moon, for you will be our light. And in the center of that city flows a river between the trees of life that offers healing to the nations. You are home.
Show us, Father, that the home we seek is no city built by human hands. No, it is a city whose builder and architect is you. You are home. Someday we will dwell with you in that city, a thousand miles long, wide, and high. And there will be no sun and moon, for you will be our light. And in the center of that city flows a river between the trees of life that offers healing to the nations. You are home.
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