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by @nyant

Dearest reader, What is home to you? For me it entails safety and solace, A place to rest my head, Where I am known fully yet accepted. For many years I wandered, seeking refuge in places and people, yet still feeling the deepest lonely, words have been a way for me to explore, this sense of lostness, at times a certain truth leaves me feeling understood, then I change and grow and it becomes a never ending quest, leaving me weary from searching. There are many troughs but at the crest I find rest, I find home and more in a person, A King and a Priest forever blessed in the order of Melchizedek. (Heb 7:17) "If anyone loves me, he will keep my word, and my Father will love him, and we will come to him and make our home with him." - John 14:23
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Nov 21, 2024
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