Where is the heart’s home? Or is it meant to wander in dry, lonely longings and never find ease ?

The day was closing and I had paid it’s dues by birthing babies; it was time for rest but I decided it could also take the form of scrolling mindlessly through my favourite social media app; Twitter, searching but without a specific quest.

Perhaps it was the pleasure of filling a void with the random opinion of acquainted strangers or the hope of expecting Otedola to do ‘giveaway’, which ever, I can’t tell. I know I kept liking and retweeting, and when there was nothing likeable, I scrolled on.

It would have been one of the countless evenings of habitual scrollings except I tripped during my e-wandering and fell on a verse I’d never heard but it was so relatable I could swear the writer, who lived centuries ago, actually knew me and decided to write my heart’s cry.

It was not a new tweet but a response to a challenge by Traci Rhoades; a tweet which I’ll paraphrase ” what line or verse of an hymn makes you pause and weep and pour out your heart because it practically portrays your reality?”

In the replies, a beautiful blonde American, whose name I didn’t note, tweeted; the verse actually struck so deep that I paused and read and read again, prayed and wept, then retweeted and tweeted afresh, shared a tweet screenshot on my whatsapp and sent to my accountability partner. I just could not get enough of it so I searched for the song, downloaded it and I’ve played it a gazillion times!

Care to read? Here’s the verse, composed by Robert Robinson on May, 1758 (we’re also in May) So, Happy hymn-niversary!.

” Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it;
  Prone to leave the God I love:
Take my heart, oh, take and seal it
  Seal it for Thy Courts above.“

Was it that deep? or it was relatable because it struck a chord on my wandering heart? I may never be able to tell. Here’s a link to a child’s rendition of this solemn prayer; https://youtu.be/R_7T5k_1-2k . I am generous, so here’s also the full lyrics . It’s titled ” Come Thou Fount”.

Glad to announce that Beloved will be running a weekly series on hymns. You can always stop by every Tuesday evening.

To answer the question, yes, it did start my heart’s journey home. I pray your heart, if wandering, finds its truest home with love unreserved and peace like a flood. Thank you for reading, Beloved.