The Big House

The splendor of the Big House
Awaits on the day we'll meet
As loved ones gone to Heaven
Gather lovingly at His feet.

For every Christian warrior
Is drawn to this Holy place
The majestic house of Jesus
And a promise to see His face.

Meet me at the Big House
So many are waiting there
Where eternity is our reward
Being blessed without a care.

Oh how I long to see them
With peace in my heart
That every soul that left me
Knows the moment I depart.

What a glorious plan for us
A time our Lord arranged
We travel to it faithfully
In a heartbeat we are changed.

Meet me at the Big House
We will walk a floor of gold
A white robe trails behind us
Then His voice we hear, behold!

It is beyond my imagination
But in my mind I can see
A path that leads to Heaven
When the Big House calls to me.

Basking in the warmth, the glow
Our tears fall never more
My Father stands to greet me
Opens wide the Big House door.

Meet me at the Big House
My loved ones and every friend
Meet me at the Big House
Where His light shines without end.

This poem was a finalist in the August 2008 poetry contest

Book by Kathleen Higham

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