Love Lives There

I will be packing up soon to return to Alabama. I have been in Louisiana since January 11.

I’m ready to be home…home is where I need to be….I hope I am missed.

Home is where the heart is?

Home is where I plant my feet on good solid ground.

It’s where I blossom.

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Love lives there.

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It’s where I’ve sprinkled my special touch,

My unique aroma.

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Home is where I hang my soul,

And where my shoes can be found next to the door.

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Home is where mistakes turn into lessons.

And where God is ever present.

It’s a place where I cultivate memories.

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My home is my safe haven.

It’s where I breathe.

And where I get on my knees and rest my soul.

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I nourish my family and friends there.

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My home has seen the worst of me and yet still welcomes.

A home is built not of material things, but of things from the heart.

 Yes home is definitely where my heart...and soul is.

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It’s heartfelt.

It is me.

~Love lives there.~

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When I say 'I am a Christian' I'm not claiming to be perfect.

My flaws are far too visible, but Jesus believes I am worth it.

Therefore He died on the cross for me so that I could be saved from those flaws.