The
third verse of the hymn “Amazing Grace” ends with the affirmation that “grace
will lead me home.” Home surely refers to heaven, but when I noticed this I
thought it was unusual for Christians to think of heaven as home. I discovered,
however, that African American spirituals often affirm heaven as home.
The
spiritual based on the story of Elijah riding to heaven in a chariot of fire
includes the phrase, “Swing low, sweet chariot, comin’ for to carry me home.”
In the song “O Freedom,” each verse ends with: “And before I’d be a slave, I’d
be buried in my grave. And go home to my Lord, and be free.” And the chorus in
“Steal Away” includes this phrase: “steal away home, I ain’t got long to stay
here.”
Early
in the 20th century William Arms Fisher, a student of Antoin Dvorak, wrote a
hymn to reflect African American spirituality using the Largo melody from
Dvorak’s Symphony #9, known as the New World Symphony. The chorus affirms:
“Going home, going home, I am going home.”
Modern
hymns rarely refer to heaven as home, but survivors of near-death experiences
often note the presence of a brilliant Light, a feeling of overwhelming Love,
and that they are “home.” Here are three examples from physician and researcher
Jeffrey Long’s 2016 book, God and the Afterlife.
Anna: It was the most real thing that’s ever happened to
me. The life I’d been living was an insignificant experiment that I’d
volunteered for. The me, the I, wasn’t Anna, the woman who’d just given birth.
I was a light being—“light” in every sense. I was made of the same light as the
light that shone from the clear pool in front of me. The light sensed and felt
everything, thought and understood everything; it knew I was finally back home!
The light was God.
Andy: The Light knows me, knows my name! Surrounding
this Light form are millions of other Lights welcoming me back home. I know
them all and they know me; we are all pieces of the same Light. I tell them,
“It’s good to be back home.” I know we’re all home together again.
Sandy:
The Light was a sparkling glowing cloud. I heard a voice in my head and knew
it was God. We never talked about God at my house, and I never went to church,
but I knew it was God. And I knew that this place, with this beautiful light
that was God was my real home.
Going
Home is about the spiritual reality of life after death, which
we can experience before death, as the New Testament promises. And now
thousands of those who have survived near-death are witnessing to their loss of
fear of death and the Love that awaits each dying person.
With hope in God’s grace . . . Bob Traer