Wandering Thoughts

Friday, August 6, 2010

VanGogh's Wheat Field with Rising Sun
I could wander there.


Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it,
Prone to leave the God I love;
Here's my heart, O take and seal it,
Seal it for Thy courts above.

I love those words from the hymn, Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing, by Robert Robinson, 1758. They are just so honest. I can't help but be moved every time I hear them.

Prone to wander. Like a child. Prone to lose track, forget, become distracted, self-absorbed. Filled with the best of intentions, yet prone to wander.

I did a little research on Mr. Robinson's hymn, and I was directed to the parable of the lost sheep. Jesus said, "Suppose one of you has a hundred sheep and loses one of them. Does he not leave the ninety-nine in the open country and go after the lost sheep until he finds it? And when he finds it, he joyfully puts it on his shoulders and goes home. Then he calls his friends and neighbors together and says, “Rejoice with me; I have found my lost sheep.” I tell you that in the same way there will be more rejoicing in heaven over one sinner who repents than over ninety-nine righteous persons who do not need to repent." Luke 15:3-7

There is a lot to think about in that story. The value of one. The rejoicing over one. The shepherd's effort. The other sheep. What about the ninety-nine momentarily left to fend for themselves? Are they resentful, scared, or lonely? What if something happens? What if one of them wanders off? My thought is, the shepherd will go after that one, too. The shepherd will do what needs to be done, and he will deal with all of the sheep, as they need it.

There is a parenting lesson in there somewhere. . .

But I'm in the mood to think about wandering. Aren't we all prone to wander? Sometimes in little circles, nearby, where the crook can reach. Sometimes far off, and the shepherd has to come searching. Sometimes we are the ones left behind and told to stay put. But then, even in our hearts and minds, we are prone to wander.

I'm glad God knows that I'm prone to wander. And I'm glad he is willing to come after me.

If you want to read more musings on this subject, I found this blog entry on Blissfully Domestic.

P.S. Did you notice my new profile picture? Thanks, Liz!!


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