Feels Like Home

I've had a song on the brain for the past several weeks, and it hasn't diminshed. I find myself humming or going over the chorus in my head whenever I walk a distance, or have some down time. "Feels Like Home" has been recorded by numerous artists like Randy Newman, Linda Ronstadt, or the version which I've listened to the most, Bonnie Rait. It's probably meant as a love song if you read the entire lyrics, but it's in the chorus that I spend my time humming or singing softly.

Feels like home to me, feels like home to me,
Feels like I'm on my way back where I come from.
Feels like home to me, feels like home to me,
Feels like I'm on my way back where I belong.

At first I just liked the tune, but since the chorus has stayed with me for so long it is beginning to take context from Psalm 139 (The Message)
You know me inside and out,you know every bone in my body;
You know exactly how I was made, bit by bit,
how I was sculpted from nothing into something.
Like an open book, you watched me grow from conception to birth;
all the stages of my life were spread out before you,
The days of my life all prepared before I'd even lived one day.

My prayer for the congregation?

Dear God, You have known us from the beginning of time, and your desire is that we know of the home you have open and waiting. In your presence it "feels like I'm on my way back where I belong." We are at home whether we are baking pies in our own oven, rebuilding in another state, sleeping on a cot in a shelter, walking a forest trail, waiting in a doctor's office, working enough for two jobs, or worshipping in community. We are home because You are there. We can't imagine the provisions and formations that you've created to allow for all your people to be near you. It never feels crowded. It feels like you have a special seat reserved next to you so that we are close enough to share side remarks and share the same meal. Let us do our part to make sure everyone feels at home, where they belong. There is room at the table. Amen.

Psalm 139: 1-10 Lord, you have seen what is in my heart. You know all about me. You know when I sit down and when I get up. You know what I'm thinking even though you are far away. You know when I go out to work and when I come back home. You know exactly how I live. Lord, even before I speak a word, you know all about it. You are all around me. You are behind me
and in front of me. You hold me in your power. I'm amazed at how well you know me. It's more than I can understand. How can I get away from your Spirit? Where can I go to escape from you? If I go up to the heavens, you are there. If I lie down in the deepest parts of the earth, you are also there. Suppose I were to rise with the sun in the east and then cross over to the west where it sinks into the ocean. Your hand would always be there to guide me. Your right hand would still be holding me close.