GOING HOME/

Whenever I would face a difficult situation,
I would find myself crying out, “I want to go home”
I didn’t really know why that’s what I would say.
I thought that maybe I was just confused,
thinking that home was Saudi.
Or if I was there, home was back in the Philippines.
But I've realized that it is neither…
Because home is where God is.
No wonder, I feel at incredible sense of peace when I’m in church.
And now I understand why I cry out as I do
I long for home because where I am isn’t really where I belong.