Temporary Home - Carrie Underwood

Carrie Underwood is such a talented singer - I was happy for her when she won American Idol, and it seems that America made a really good choice that year.  

I recently heard her new song, Temporary Home.  Here's a link to the "Story Behind the Lyrics".  The song made me cry - especially the ending because I've been there.  The ending really hit home to me and reminded me of the heartache I felt each time I lost someone I loved.  It was hard - and sometimes still is hard - but there is still joy in my heart for those who I know are now in Heaven.  As a Christian, I have no doubt that I will see them when my time comes.  This world IS only temporary.  Because I have chosen to be a Christian and I have accepted Jesus as my Lord and Savior, this world is no longer my home.  I live here because I have to, but my eternity will be spent in Heaven.  Because of my choice, I don't fit in.  I don't belong here, and because of my faith, I am not always accepted.  I'm ok with that.  I only have to please my Jesus - and no one else.  I am responsible for me - and responsible for listening to Him and what He has and wants for me.

¹⁹ If you were of the world, the world would love its own. Yet because you are not of the world, but I chose you out of the world, therefore the world hates you. (John 15:19, New King James Version)

This song is a reminder to me that this home is only temporary.  So whatever happens to come my way, with Jesus I can handle it - and one day I won't have to anymore.  I'm not anxious at all for that day to come - but it will be a joyful day when it does.

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 Temporary Home - Carrie Underwood

Little boy, 6 years old

A little too used to bein' alone

Another new mom and dad,another school

Another house that'll never be home

When people ask him how he likes this place

He looks up and says with a smile upon his face

"This is my temporary home

It's not where I belong

Windows and rooms that I'm passin' through

This is just a stop, on the way to where I'm going

I'm not afraid because I know this is my

Temporary Home."

Young mom on her own

She needs a little help got nowhere to go

She's lookin' for a job, lookin' for a way out

Because a half-way house will never be a home

At night she whispers to her baby girl

Someday we'll find a place here in this world

"This is our temporary home

It's not where we belong

Windows and rooms that we're passin' through

This is just a stop, on the way to where we're going

I'm not afraid because I know this is our

Temporary Home."

Old man, hospital bed

The room is filled with people he loves

And he whispers don't cry for me

I'll see you all someday

He looks up and says "I can see God's face."

"This is my temporary Home

It's not where I belong

Windows and rooms that I'm passin' through

This was just a stop,on the way To where I'm going

I'm not afraid because I know this was

My temporary home."

This is our temporary home