Strangers in Your Home: A Song of Gratuitous Love

A historic image of me in front of the old Phenix City house, blind to the angel standing beside me. Life if not a fast-food menu, life is not a video. You can't get a ticket telling you where you'll go. And you're already in your coffin if you feel you're in control. Life is taking a stranger into your home. We come in this world as strangers, and we feel from time to time That the place where we are resting is our own. But that old parking meter's ticking, and that feeling is a sign That it's time to take a stranger into your home. Home is where the heart is, and the heart's a living thing, Not some treasure we can lock up and call our own. You've got to find your reflection in unfamiliar eyes. You've got to dare to take a stranger into your home. If an angel rings your doorbell or the Lord stands in your yard, They will prob'ly look like someone you don't know. Don't expect them to remind you, you're a traveler in this world And ...