Finding My Way Home

      “Home is the only place in all this world where hearts are sure of each other.  It is the place of confidence.  It is the place where we tear off that mask of guarded and suspicious coldness which the world forces us to wear in self-defense, and where we pour out the unreserved communications of full and confiding hearts.  It is the spot where expressions of tenderness gush out without any sensation of awkwardness and without any dread of ridicule.”

-  Frederick W. Robertson

    

     I woke up finding myself in a world that was tranquil and serene.  Ironically, it was called Chaos.  And although I felt like a stranger in a new and exciting world, I felt, in a way, welcome.  Each day that passed teemed with unspoken promises and unrecognized longings.  Still, I continued down my chosen path - a servant of the Lord and a bringer of solace to people.  My dream has always been to touch many lives.  Little did I know that as I went along my journey, it is my life that would be touched and profoundly changed.

     I caught my first glimpse of him across a crowd.  In a sea of random faces, his was seemingly a beacon of light.  And true enough, he was a beacon indeed.. for he was a mentor to many… a master of his job class.  Many a time did I wonder why he befriended a simple servant of faith like me, but as I soon realized, friendship blooms not for any single expected reason… in the same way that a love could grow so silently, so unnoticeably, yet so deeply.

     Time, like everything else, ebbs and flows in an endless cycle.  For those who wait, time seems too long… For those who anticipate, time seems too short.  But for me, time seemingly stood still… for as each sunset melded with a new sunrise I continually learned new things and felt new emotions, so much so that the ebb and flow came into a complete halt… or perhaps it carried me along so gently and comfortably in its arms that it felt like I wasn’t moving at all.

     And then the stillness was broken by a splash of brilliantly vibrant colors; when all of a sudden, he, who used to be a mentor and a friend, came to mean more… so much more.  And that night he slipped a safety ring onto my finger and professed the sincerity of his heart I knew, with a firm conviction that I was a stranger no more in this world.

     And now I am bound, not by chains but by threads of overwhelming emotion… to him and to this world that I have come to know.  There are so many things to be learned as of yet, so many ventures into the unknown that must be faced.  But as I look into his eyes and feel his arms wrapped so gently around me, I know that there is nothing that we could not overcome, because through all the tears and challenges, and through all the joys and memories, I know in my heart and in my soul, that I have finally found my way home.