Tyson is Home- He wrote this on the plane.

I'm so afraid of home,
what's there for me?
The only thing that comes to mind
is my family.

I made the right choice,
I loved my sacred call,
I worked every day,
no doubt I gave it my all.

But Jesus Christ atoned for my sins
that I might be clean if I turned to Him,
with broken heart and spirit contrite,
with pen and pad these feelings I write.

The Savior rejoices for the soul that repents
but for those who do not know, it may not make sense

Oh Lord, I humbly come unto Thee,
please lift these burdens, that I may be free.

That selfless act you did for us all
has power to lift me, if I so happen to fall,

That's why I come to Thee on this path to Eternal life,
That seems afflicted, rocky, rough, and full of strife,

So I ask if Thou wilt walk with me just but a mile,
but I know You'll do more, and carry me on lifes road of trials.

I ask for one but you have gone twain,
and even more in the garden as you suffered my pain

At times it may be hard to stand adversity's flood,
but find peace in the fact that our garments can be cleansed
through His blood

The Spirit will return and will dwell in my heart,
as I return home to make a fresh start,

The Comforter is back and has whispered peace to my soul,
Oh thank you Lord for the Gospel, and repentance that I may be whole.