We're home schoolers. A few years ago we studied China in geography.
We learned a sweet little song in Mandarin and the English translation is this:
"School is out and the sun is low
I take my books and home I go
My parents wait so patiently
I bow to them and they smile at me."
Life is our school room. When our number of appointed days have come to a close we shall gather our "books" and head home.
The Father, Son and Spirit are waiting patiently to welcome us home.
But notice what precedes the parents smiling at the child's return in the song.
"I bow to them."
Have you bowed your knee, your life, your will, your desires to "Our Father"?
Our bowing must precede the loving, smiling, welcome home.
If you will not bow, you will sadly hear,
"Depart from Me; I never knew you."
"I bow to them and They smile at me." Please come and bow your knee...