excerpt from the book "Applause of Heaven" by Max Lucado.
The Applause of Heaven
You'll be home soon, too. You may not have noticed it,
but you are closer to home than ever before. Each
moment is a step taken. Each breath is a page turned.
Each day is a mile marked, a mountain climbed.
You are closer to home than you've ever been.
Before you know it, your appointed arrival time will
come; you'll descend the ramp and enter the City.
You'll see faces that are waiting for you. You'll hear
your name spoken by those who love you. And, maybe,
just maybe-in the back, behind the crowds-the One
who would rather die than live without you will remove
His nail pierced hands from His heavenly robe...and applaud.
The Applause of Heaven
You'll be home soon, too. You may not have noticed it,
but you are closer to home than ever before. Each
moment is a step taken. Each breath is a page turned.
Each day is a mile marked, a mountain climbed.
You are closer to home than you've ever been.
Before you know it, your appointed arrival time will
come; you'll descend the ramp and enter the City.
You'll see faces that are waiting for you. You'll hear
your name spoken by those who love you. And, maybe,
just maybe-in the back, behind the crowds-the One
who would rather die than live without you will remove
His nail pierced hands from His heavenly robe...and applaud.
