Beyond the Sky

One morning
When time is done
Bright heaven
Will be our refuge
The city of God most high

I long for
That holy day
This longing
Sometimes it captures my heart
And carries me far away

Beyond the sky
Beyond all telling
Our Father himself
Will be our light
His arms will hold us
And with his hands
He'll wipe away the tears
That stain our eyes

When darkness
Falls over me
This promise
It's like a fire inside
Burning the dark away

Beyond the sky
Beyond all telling
Our Father himself
Will be our light
His arms will hold us
And with his hands
He'll wipe away the tears
That stain our eyes



I heard this song by Fernando Ortega last night, after an evening of work. It stirred so many thoughts within. The memories of a loved one flood upon us at random times throughout life. And, each day I see dying people, people looking forward to meeting their Creator, but longing to spend more time in this place they call "home."

What a comfort to know Who welcomes the faithful who have gone Home!