Very, very valuable insights.
It’s Sunday morning, and time for a sermon. But far be it for me to preach. These words may be read by anyone who happens upon this page. But they are directed to those who are, or who have been, homeless — who know the fullness of what that word entails. These words are meant primarily for those who, despite perhaps having escaped its horrors, have a place in their heart for the homeless, who revere Homelessness as a heavenly gift. This homily is for the Homeless at Heart.
This homily is for those who realize that here on this Earth, we have no true home that will not be outlasted. Our home is in spiritual places, in the heavens, eternal. In that sense, we are all in fact homeless. In another sense, knowing what is everlasting, and distinguishing it from that which will vanish at the grave, we rejoice…
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