A homing pigeon, released in the air, instinctively heads for
home. Birds in migration over thousands of miles unerringly return to the same
place from which they came. Every rivulet is pulled by the lure of the sea. We
come from God; He is our home. Every human life feels the tug of God. The
instinct is to return to Him and love Him always.
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