Is This Home?

Is this home?

Is this where I should learn to be happy?

Never dreamed

That a home could be dark and cold

I was told

Ev'ry day in my childhood:

Even when you grow old

Home should be where the heart is

Never where words so true!

My heart's far, far away

Home is too

Is this home?

Is this what I must learn to believe in?

Try to find

Something good in this tragic place

Just in case

I should stay here forever

Held in this empty place

Oh, that won't be easy

I know the reason why

My heart's far, far away

Home's alike

Is this home?

Am I here for a day or forever?

Shut away

Until who knows when

Oh, but then

As my life has been altered once

It can change again

Build higher walls around me

Change ev'ry lock and key

Nothing lasts, nothing holds

All of me

My heart's far, far away

Home and free!

When I heard this song for the first time the other day, I had to find the lyrics. I thought they said exactly what I felt at that moment. Then as I read them today, I thought this really pertains to all of life, not just my time in DC. As long as I am on earth, I am eagerly awaiting the day when my heart truly is home and free... with my God.