Going Home…

I’m not talking about where I live, but the place that stays in my heart as home. Tennessee…

I’m going to a friend’s house where I stayed over and over when we lived down there.

I’m going to see another friend be married and see her family. I spent a lot of time at their house also.

On Sunday, I’m going to go to the little church I went to almost every other week with friends. The church that showed me how God loved me enough that He sent Jesus to die on the cross for all of my sins just so I can go live with Him in Heaven and sing and dance for eternity. While there, more friends to see and catch up with.

So… I’m going somewhere that will always be “home” to me no matter where I live.

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