Coming Home

This writing is inspired by the following two songs: Nothing Else by Cody Carnes, and Take me Back by Maverick City Music.

I'm continually in awe of how sweet the fragrance of God's presence is. The songs (as I concluded), speak a lot about going back to the feet of Jesus and going back to him. Asking him to take us back to the first place of meeting. And restore the intimacy lost through disobedience.

This writing is me reflecting and remembering who he is to me.

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~ Coming Home

Back when I gave my life to him,

In a vision, he took me into a room, his throne room.

I saw colors and creatures not yet to be seen by man.

There were thrones in the throne room.

A man on the right side of the thrones arose from his glory.

And walked towards me.

I could not see him at first, but he saw me.

The face of this man was disguised from me by the radiance of his glory.

I have never seen something quite as beautiful as the radiant colors that shone from his face.

Never before have I experienced deep intimacy such as this.

I felt a peace quite unspeakable.

I felt a holiness that I am unable to comprehend.

And then I realized that this is He,

This is the man they said died on a cursed tree for me.

The man who took upon himself the sin of all humanity.

While I stood there before Him in awe.

I did not realize that I was dressed in dirty rags.

I believed that no one saw them except for me.

That no one understood my dirtyness.

But he understood.

He understands me.

He understands my innermost being.

He took off my dirty rags.

And he put on me a clean coat.

A coat of righteousness.

A coat of righteousness that no unrighteousness could blemish.

Fast forward to the future,

To the now.

I believe I have since, forsaken that coat of righteousness,

And traded it for a coat of unrighteousness.

I have come to this place where I have now forsaken that deep intimacy that I once had.

Traded it out for a lie.

But while I feel insufficient He says I am sufficient.

While I think I cannot be righteous he comes and tells me,

Over, and over again.

That I am he's child. That I am his and he is mine.

That I am chosen, accepted, and loved by him.

My heart, my heart yearns for intimacy.

I have searched for it in so many places.

But none could satisfy.

It would only intensify but it would never satisfy.

And that is when my heart learnt that it is only by seeking the feet of Jesus, that my thirst is quenched.

Where the yearning for intimacy collides with the one who made

it all possible.

The one who loves me more than any star in the universe.

I'm coming back to where I started.

Where I first felt your love.

You're all that matters Jesus.

I'm coming back to what really matters.

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