Coming home

Quiet Storm by Fr. Nicanor F. Lalog II, 20 August 2026

Let me come home to you, Lord God:
to gaze in your loving eyes anew,
be wrapped around with your tight embrace
without being judged nor blamed.

Let me come home to you, Lord God:
with nothing at all,
to be poor of material wealth and
rich in Spirit and virtues,
empty of pride,
filled with your humility and
simplicity
so scarce of everything 
abundant in you and your love.

Let me come home to you, Lord God:
no longer afraid of the dark and
everything not yet known and seen,
nor terrified of great waves of tasks
and duties, 
of strong winds like what people think 
and say about me because in you alone
is my certainty as well as safety and security.

Let me come home to you, Lord God:
to be nourished by your words 
that give life and meaning,
to be quenched of my thirst with your
living water that restores my being,
cleanses me of my sins and shame.

Let me come home to you, Lord God:
to rest in you,
be at home in you
because you are my origin,
my root
my home 
my peace
my destination in this long journey 
in life for you are 
my Lord
and my God.
Amen.