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Ingrid Michaelson “Are we there yet”


Home, is it here in this place? But no, we aren’t home are we. Some times we get glimpses of home, like faded memories of a place we visited once when we were young. What is it like I wonder our home? Home, I think is a place where we are known, even more then we know ourselves. Being known so deeply will free us of ourselves so much so that we will be able to understand that home is not a place, but a relationship, with the one who knows us and created us and wants us to want Him.

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