"All I know is I'm not home yet.
This is not where I belong.

Take this world and give me Jesus.

This is not where I belong."

Easter...a holiday filled with such hope and promise always brings me to tears. The little white basket sits empty...another holiday without Noah. I miss him so very much...my heart aches to hold him...to see him one more time. The longing can be so overwhelming. But the promise of the cross fills me with hope.

This life is fleeting...temporary...One day I will be home.

I can hardly wait...