I want to be "that home." I came from "that home." I remember growing up and having a foster child stay with us while she was between homes. I remember friends staying a week at a time with us if they were having conflict at home. My parents had "that home" where grace, love, and forgiveness abound. I can't listen to this song without weeping, . . . . .literally weeping. It is so nicely written, and a legacy that I will always want in my own home.
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