Prone to wander
Lord I feel it
Prone to leave this God I love.
Take my heart Lord
Take and seal it
Seal it for Thy courts above.
I heard a story about this hymn, written by Robert Robinson:
There is a well-known story of Robinson, riding a stagecoach with a lady who was deeply engrossed in a hymnbook. Seeking to encourage him, she asked him what he thought of the hymn she was humming. Robinson burst into tears and said, “Madam, I am the poor unhappy man who wrote that hymn many years ago, and I would give a thousand worlds, if I had them, to enjoy the feelings I had then.”
I know this word, wandering…I feel myself wandering through the house, the grocery store. This feeling of not quite knowing where one is going but moving anyway. What is it about those of us who are “prone to wander?” When I hear that line sung I usually am brought to tears. “Prone to leave this God I love” Why do we wander away from those we love? What does it look like for us to close our eyes and breathe, just for a moment and then take and seal our hearts for things higher?