This post is about a book. A book that I love and that leaves me in a puddle of tears whenever I read it. I've read it countless times and love it more each time. This was the first Ted Dekker book I'd ever read and it opened up to me a world of his powerfully descriptive and compelling writings. If you haven't read it, I'd encourage you to do so.
The author portrays a suffering in this book in light of heaven and the eternal hope that a Christian has. It describes a town of faithful women who are willing to endure persecution for the joy set before them. (*note - this book can be rather descriptive and harsh at times*)
Todd Agnew and Ted Dekker worked together to create a song that is woven throughout the book. The link is below and it has, over the past few years, become an all-time favorite. I love the care portrayed by our Father through the words. I love the reminder that every tear I cry falls into the palm of His hand... that every lonely hour was spent with Him by my side... that every moment here is pointing to a reality to come.
I think its time I read it again. I never want to forget my hope came that day on a cross. I never want to forget I'm not home right now. I never want my current cross to appear greater than the glory to come.
... to finally here those words "my child, you are finally home." I long for that day. When I can see my Daddy face to face. When I can hold the hand that wiped my countless tears. When at last, I'll be home.
The author portrays a suffering in this book in light of heaven and the eternal hope that a Christian has. It describes a town of faithful women who are willing to endure persecution for the joy set before them. (*note - this book can be rather descriptive and harsh at times*)
Todd Agnew and Ted Dekker worked together to create a song that is woven throughout the book. The link is below and it has, over the past few years, become an all-time favorite. I love the care portrayed by our Father through the words. I love the reminder that every tear I cry falls into the palm of His hand... that every lonely hour was spent with Him by my side... that every moment here is pointing to a reality to come.
I think its time I read it again. I never want to forget my hope came that day on a cross. I never want to forget I'm not home right now. I never want my current cross to appear greater than the glory to come.
... to finally here those words "my child, you are finally home." I long for that day. When I can see my Daddy face to face. When I can hold the hand that wiped my countless tears. When at last, I'll be home.
Sing O son of Zion
Shout O child of mine
Rejoice with all your heart and soul and mind
For you are finally home
I’ve been waiting to dance with you
In fields full of colors you’ve never seen
I’ve been waiting to show you beauty
You never dreamed that’s always been in you
I’ve been waiting to see you tremble as you’re embraced
By a world saturated with my love
I’ve been waiting for the day when at last I get to say
My child you are finally home
Sing O son of Zion
Shout O child of mine
Rejoice with all your heart and soul and mind
For you are finally home
I’ve been waiting to watch you realize
What all your longing was for
I’ve been waiting to show you the thread of grace
That ran through all your pain
I’ve been waiting to let you drink the water of which
Your greatest joy on earth was just a taste
I’ve been waiting for the day when at last I get to say
My child you are finally home
Sing O son of Zion
Shout O child of mine
Rejoice with all your heart and soul and mind
Sing O daughter of Zion
Cry out O child of mine
Dance with all the strength that you can find
For you are finally home
Every tear you cried dried in the palm of my hand
Every lonely hour was by my side
Every loved one lost, every river crossed
Every moment, every hour was pointing to this day
Longing for this day…