other side of the fence

I have been making frequent short trips to town

running errands, collecting necessities

all part of our preparations for Africa

there is a  farm near the end of the road

right before I hit the highway

and it seems like each time I pass

a different calf has found a way

to wander free, exploring life

on the other side of the fence

by the time I make the return trip

everyone is safely back 

in the same pasture

I too, rejoice

that no matter how far

I travel, thinking I can

make my own way

I am never far from His sight

and always, always welcome home

But for you that honor my name, 

victory will shine like the sun with healing in its rays, 

and you will jump around like calves at play

  Malachi 4:2 CEV