A Long Way From Home


Sometimes I Feel Like a Motherless Child
Sometimes I Feel Like a Motherless Child
Sometimes I Feel Like a Motherless Child
A Long Way From Home


I love the spirituals because they speak truth even when it that truth is not popular or pious. The singer here is not afraid to state that sometimes she feels like an orphan in a strange land. Certainly this is not the only theme we find in the spirituals. There are times to celebrate the “Great Day.” There are times to strengthen our resolve to “follow Jesus, no turning back.” And yes there are even times to contemplate our Lord and his sacrifice by solemnly singing “were you there when they crucified my lord?”

But these moments do not hide us from the reality that often we find ourselves feeling so alone. This spiritual’s objective is simply to “put it out there.” The singer is not setting us up to bring in an easy answer. No the singer just states this terrible and awful truth that is hard to hear, but is liberative simply in the articulation.

We as Christians sometimes think that we must always have that smile on our face. Many times we are so busy “faking it till we make it” that we look past the very real moments of pain. The spirituals do have joyful times, but they don’t get there by sidestepping the pain. They get to the joy THROUGH the pain. A pain that wrenched them from home. A pain that took father and mother from them.

Today, I encourage you to go ahead and articulate the pain that you feel so that God can heal and bless you, even if you never see home again.


Heavenly Father, we come before you as frail humans who have little control over what happens to us. We are as it were tossed from side to side by circumstances. Lord we are hurting, and instead of continuing to hide it, today we are simply stating our pain. Lord hear our pain, hear it. In the name of Jesus Christ, amen.

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  • WysWoods

    This is memory magnified as today is the tenth anniversary of my mother's death and I feel the words and tone but the memory of her smile is a sweet sensation that comes for the healing moment.

  • Sherman Haywood Cox II

    I am glad that these slave songs have opened up a bit of healing for you as you await the warm embrace of your Mother on the other side of the Jordan.