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Prone to Wander

April 26, 2018

Lord, bring me back.

Bring me back to Your ancient foundation

Where all things hold together.

Because I forgot it for a while;

I left on a road that tempted me with roses

And only gave me the thorns.

How did I end up this far away?

I barely even noticed it happening,

But now my legs are shaking

And they are cut and bleeding.

I was searching for love,

But it was not in You.

You are my home,

But I cannot come back myself.

I need You to carry me,

Because I can’t do it myself.

So grant me Your grace

And the forgiveness so often sung about.

Protect me

And my lovesick heart.

Lash me to Your foundation

And help me to never let go.

Bind my wandering heart to Thee.

 

“Here I raise my Ebenezer;

Here there by Thy great help I’ve come;

And I hope, by Thy good pleasure,

Safely to arrive at home.”

15 Comments

  1. Cindy Green

    I love this beautiful glimpse into your poetic mind, my dear soul sister. Thank you for sharing it. <3

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    • Christine Eaton

      Thank you, love 🙂 and thanks for always encouraging me as I dabble with words.

  2. Coralie

    This is beautiful! I love the heart to return to God and the message was beautifully captured in your poem. Thank you for sharing!

    Reply
    • Christine Eaton

      Thanks for reading and the lovely comment, Coralie!

  3. K.M. Small

    Beautiful <3 I love how you incorporated lyrics from Come Thou Fount of Every Blessing in there 🙂

    Reply
    • Christine Eaton

      One of my favorite hymns. <3

  4. Sam Kowal

    Amazing, Christi. I really enjoyed this. It’s so authentic

    Reply
  5. Kristin Gomez

    What a beautiful poem. I love reading what you have written and seeing glimpses of the beautiful woman God is forming in you.
    I miss you my friend.

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    • Christine Eaton

      Thank you so much Kristin! I think about you guys a lot and I miss you so much.

  6. Micah

    Excellent work, Christi!!

    Reply
  7. Mark Eaton

    I love that one. Good job.

    Reply
  8. Libby

    Hey Christine, I just read this for the first time and I’m so, so glad I did. Your honesty, the truth of the Gospel woven throughout, and the way you tied “Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing” into this poem sets it apart as one of favorites ever. This is the prayer of my heart. Thank you for writing this <3

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