I wrote this in June of 2017, when I found myself in a "fire of unexpected sorrows."
I have mourned some significant losses and have worn the sackcloth of heartache, disappointment, grief, pain and sufferings that are common to all people who live life on the Earth.
Though, I have not been faced with the horrors of famine, slavery, war or constant physical pain, I have certainly faced giants and enemies from without and within, and have had my portion of desert and wilderness wanderings; many not because of my own accord, but some, because "I am prone to wander," as are the words from the age-old hymn "Come Thou Fount of Every Blessing" . . .
Vs 3: "O, to grace how great a debtor,
Daily I'm constrained to be!
Let that grace now, like a fetter,
Bind my wandering heart to Thee;
Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it,
Prone to leave the God I love;
Here's my heart, O take and seal it
For Thy courts above. Amen!"
I am prone to wander from "the God I love," not intentionally, but because I am pulled in other directions, because I can be impulsice, somewhat naive or just simply forgetful of how much I need God's spirit and presence in me to stay close to the"God that I love."
I am prone to wander, when I let others influence me, when I don't carve out time and space for time with God. I have the time and the space, but I often lack discipline and I cannot blame anyone but myself for this lack of discipline.
I am prone to wander, and I'm also prone to adjust, adapt and get used to my surroundings and situations, whether in a valley, desert, wilderness or on a hilltop.
How I want to live as one of God's sheep safely at home as one of His flock, a sheep that not only knows His voice, but completely and fully rests and relies on the shelter, protection and provision of the Shepherd.
Please God, help this sheep to listen for and to Your voice and keep me from wandering.
Grazing in His abiding love,
Angie "a mom like you"