Getting Dark …

… it is getting dark and the clouds are gathering and we wonder if we will make it home before it gets too dark and the clouds open up to pour down.

We are walking as fast as we can, planning as best as we know, routing to the best of our ability, being as patient as we know, holding the dream, keeping the faith, maintaining the confessions, visualising the goal, affirming as taught, praying without ceasing, keeping the heart steady, doing all to stand, yet it is getting dark and we wonder if we will make it home.

There are a number of camps, shelters, good Samaritans and not so good Samaritans by the way, the buses are still running and there is shelter at the bus stops, the train stations are not closed either. A few places open late, some stay open over night. Maybe we should stop and take a break as it is getting late and dark and the clouds are gathering? Or maybe we should settle, build a tabernacle right where we are and nest for good.

The journey is hard and difficult, the soul is weary and tired, the heart is struggling but home sweet home! The thought of home brings a smile to the face and chills down the spine. Home, the place where the heart is, where rest is assured, where harmony is guaranteed, where peace reigns, where serenity is the order of the day, where the heart is at rest, the toil stops, the strive ends. There, their is understanding, connection, bonding, fulfilment, contentment and uniting. Vision is fulfilled at home, goals accomplished, the deep longings of the soul are met. Home, the south that every soul longs for! But it is getting dark, would we make it home?

Hold on! For the race is not to the swift or the battle to the strong. Just hold on, for chance happens to all!

I will get home, you will get home!

I got home! Did you?