Prone to Wander – How Robert Robinson’s Story Ends

By: Becca Barner

This Sunday, I want to share the story of my favorite hymn. I sadly do not know a lot of hymns, Bethel and Hillsong only covered a few which was basically my knowledge of hymns prior to my conversion. Sad face. But as soon as I heard the truth, it was hymns that I knew would be a safe place to land in regards to music. I remember right away playing “Come Thou Fount” by Robert Robinson on repeat. It was my new favorite, and yet it is hundreds of years old. The part of the song saying, “bind my wandering heart to thee” I would sing over and over. Singing now as I write this and remember the pain of being a wandering soul most of my life.

 

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Last week after my pastor was done preaching the worship began playing this song towards the end of the service. It’s also my favorite to sing with my fellow brothers and sisters. Our pastor came back up after we all sang for the benediction. He came up and shared the article below and stating he had chosen this particular article without knowing what songs were in the set that morning for church. As he read the following article, tears were falling down my cheeks. I believe the story below is unverifiable but before his death, he stated, “Christ in Himself is a person infinitely lovely as both God and man.” Regardless, of the story being true or not, I am still grateful for this song. He wrote it not too long after his initial conversion, and my hopeful heart wants to see the good in this hymn. I am grateful for what God has done in my life.

Happy Sunday, Y’all
Becca

 


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Prone to Wander

 

It was a bright Sunday morning in 28th century London, but Robert Robinson’s mood was anything but sunny. All along the street there were people hurrying to church, but in the midst ofthe crowd Robinson was a lonely man. The sound of church bells reminded him of years past when his faith in God was strong and the church was an integral part of his life. It had been years since he set foot in a church—years of wandering, disillusionment, and gradual defection from the God he once loved. That love for God—once fiery and passionate—had slowly burned out within him, leaving him dark and cold inside.

 

Robinson heard the clip-clop, clip-clop of a horse-drawn cab approaching behind him. Turning, he lifted his hand to hail the driver. But then he saw that the cab was occupied by a young woman dressed in finery for the Lord’s Day. He waved the driver on, but the woman in the carriage ordered the carriage to be stopped.

 

“Sir, I’d be happy to share this carriage with you,” she said too Robinson. “Are you going to church?” Robinson was about to decline, then he paused. “Yes,” he said at last. “I am going to church.” He stepped into the carriage and sat down beside the young woman.

 

As the carriage rolled forward Robert Robinson and the woman exchanged introductions. There was a flash of recognition in her eyes when he stated his name. “That’s an interesting coincidence,” she said, reaching into her purse. She withdrew a small book of inspirational verse, opened it to a ribbon-bookmark, and handed the book to him. “I was just reading a verse by a poet named Robert Robinson. Could it be…?”

 

He took the book, nodding. “Yes, I wrote these words years ago.”

 

“Oh, how wonderful!” she exclaimed. “Imagine! I’m sharing a carriage with the author of these very lines!”

 

But Robinson barely heard her. He was absorbed in the words he was reading. They were words that would one day be set to music and become a great hymn of the faith, familiar to generations of Christians:

 

Come, Thou Fount of every blessing,
Tune my heart to sing Thy grace’
Streams of mercy, never ceasing,
Call for songs of loudest praise.

 

His eyes slipped to the bottom of the page where he read:

 

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.

 

He could barely read the last few lines through the tears that brimmed in his eyes. “I wrote these words—and I’ve lived these words. ‘Prone to wander…prone to leave the God I love.’”

 

The woman suddenly understood. “You also wrote, ‘Here’s my heart, O take and seal it.’ You can offer your heart again to God, Mr. Robinson. It’s not too late.”

 

And it wasn’t too late for Robert Robinson. In that moment he turned his heart back to God and walked with him the rest of his days.

 

Ron Lee Davis, Courage to Begin Again, (Harvest House, Eugene, OR; 1978), pp. 145-147

 

 

Christmas Hymns – Hail, Thou Long Expected Jesus

The modern version of this Charles Wesley hymn is titled Come, Thou Long Expected Jesus, but I like the old version better. When I consider that God the Son condescended to become man, to live here on earth among His own creation, my mind feels like it’s being stretched too far. I can’t comprehend this type of love. We went to a Christmas town yesterday, a cold front moved in and it was way colder then expected. Wind chills at -11. I hate being uncomfortable, even for the few minutes we stood outside to watch the parade. Christ left the glories of heaven, He entered His creation, He lived a perfect life, He died an excruciatingly painful death having our sins poured out on Him by the Father. All of this willingly, all of this for wretches like me. What love is this, that while I was yet a sinner Christ died for me? This is why we celebrate the incarnation, the greatest gift ever given.

Hail, thou long expected Jesus, 
Born to set thy people free! 
From our sins and fears release us. 
Let us find our rest in thee. 

Israel’s strength and consolation, 
Hope of all the saints, thou art 
Long desir’d of every nation, 
Joy of every waiting heart. 

Born thy people to deliver. 
Born a child, yet God our King, 
Born to reign in us for ever. 
Now thy gracious kingdom bring.

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Homeschool Resources – Solar System and More

Hello beloved Brethren, I pray this post has found you all doing well this weekend. I have some exciting homeschooling lessons here for you all. First I want to say that our brother in Christ, Pastor Jim, has absolutely outdone himself with his Solar System lessons. Honestly, the way he organizes these are far beyond anything I could put together. I’ve incorporated the pattern of lessons, lecture, reading, and discussing he uses into every lesson Kayleigh does. I’ve seen a tremendous difference in her attention span!

Solar System – The Sun

Solar System – Mercury

Solar System – Venus

Solar System – Earth

Solar System – Mars

Solar System – Jupiter

Solar System – Saturn

Solar System – Uranus

Solar System – Neptune

I also wanted to point out these adorable songs from Songs for Saplings that Kk and I have been grooving to. Unlike modern music, and even modern Christian music, these songs glorify God while teaching scriptures to our little ones.

https://m.youtube.com/channel/UCTVpvEnfZgqnQ1uLUlKZ1GA

What else has Kk been up to? Making butter! It was so fun, dear ones, and easy. Heavy whipping cream, a marble, a mason jar, and some muscle is all you need.

Have you and your little ones been up to anything fun this summer? Or do you know a sweet spot for resources? Feel free to let me know in the comments below. Otherwise, as always beloved, be good Berean’s and study to show yourselves approved.