It sounds like a play on words.
Familiar and Foreign.
How can something be both?
Familiar yet Foreign.
The same trees, lakes, roads and hikes.
Familiar and Foreign.
Little kids and dads pulling babes on the back of bikes;
Familiar and Foreign.
I love these skies and the air so blue.
I love hear little giggles and voices that soothe.
Familiar and Foreign.
It is a place I love a welcomed place to explore.
Let's check with the front desk, maybe we can stay a day or two more.
Familiar and Foreign.
Let's catch a fish.
Let's fly a kite.
If need be we'll switch out the bait and see if they'll bite.
Familiar and Foreign.
The cliffs and mountains as if they have never moved.
Yet I look at the homes, roofs are no longer new.
I see a sign that says "New Owners" same business with a different hue;
Familiar and Foreign.
I want to go home.
I don't like this place.
I have too many memories I don't want erased.
Now it's different, the familiar is eclipsed by the foreign.
My heart aches for the laughter within the old times and the sunset in glory
New stories are here, new seasons and lots of skies that are gray
My muscles don't recover and I don't have much to say
I miss you
I love you
Somethings still remain...
like the flowers in spring and cool drops of rain;
Familiar and Foreign.
The old church building with stones and cobble and broken glass
I wonder what hymns were sung here in times past?
Familiar and Foreign.
El Olam the never changing One, He does not wax and wane
The Ancient of Days is always New and His heaven is my true home.
Familiar and Foreign.
Maybe this place is a great example of the now and not yet
I fret over problems that linger and have a stockpile of regret.
I wish I held you longer.
I wish I cared about the fish less and less
I wish I cradled your little body and let you lean on my chest.
I was so distracted I wanted to capture it on film
now the Familiar sits in a frame on my window sill.
I loved all the memories and the new ones are kinda ok.
I can't wait till the day all tears will be wiped away.
I love too hard, I dream too big...
Oh LORD God Almighty please help this wrestling within.
I am blessed beyond all measure and I hate all this scorn.
Help me enjoy the day and one day the sorrow will be no more.
I am grateful for shadows that will one day become sight.
I am grateful for the WORD that leads me in a cloud by day and fire by night.
I read your WORD and it's familiar as I have read it before.
Yet at the same time, I have changed and this Truth is foreign as if I am a newborn.
Help me LORD see beyond time and space.
Help me worship you in the mountains, hills and even when I am old and my memories are all erased.
