This post isn't something theologically profound. Instead, it's basically just very human. Human emotion. Human cry. I'm learning about being human . . . sometime, I'll share more, but for now, I'll leave you with this short expression of a heart, needing to write itself in words . . .
I don't often share or listen to songs like this, but this song really impacted me. Deeply.
"John Doe, I just want the John I know.
Once you put the drinks on hold,
Maybe you could come back home?"
The cry in this song is more real and more human than I've heard in a long time. This song resonates with something in me a little too deep and difficult to explain . . . But if we take a step back, isn't there someone we all know who we wish would come home? Isn't there a part of us that wants to come home ourselves, that wants to stop running in our own fear and rest safe in Love?
To all the John and Jane Doe's in my life and in yours . . .
You have been made to be worthy of all the love in the world. Please come Home.