Into the peace of these wild things
Into the wild of this grace
Into the grace of this blessing
Speak in the peace of this place
The problem is, no matter how at home I feel in a place or with a person, there will always be some part of my soul that will hunger after a greater home. I will always be searching, until I one day reach that healthful shore. Until then, my home hungry soul will have to content itself with the promises of home that God gives me: the gifts of peace and hope in the midst of all the wild things of life.