Bind my wandering heart to thee!

Come, Thou Fount of every blessing,

 Tune my heart to sing Thy grace;

 Streams of mercy, never ceasing,

 Call for songs of loudest praise.

 Teach me some melodious sonnet,

 Sung by flaming tongues above.

 Praise the mount! I’m fixed upon it,

 Mount of Thy redeeming love.

As the days have now turned into weeks, I am looking for new ways to praise God in the midst of the “pause”. I came across this hymn and it’s always been a favorite, but today it seems especially meaningful to me.

I feel like this time of healing and restoring health could actually be described as “tuning my heart to sing thy grace”.  I really thought I knew how to sing of God’s grace, but this season has given me a whole new look at His grace.  I have realized that far too often I have looked at good things as God’s grace.

The completion of an adoption process…God’s grace

The birth of a child…God’s grace

A profitable harvest…God’s grace

Yep God’s grace fits perfectly in the good times, it’s beautiful and I’m happy and I am singing His praises.

But God’ grace today. The weakened vessel who sleeps, sits on the couch, feels like her contribution to her family has dwindled down to a few words of encouragement, perhaps. Is God’s grace here today.

Yes, it is. It looks different to me, but I see it.

Isaiah 43:18-20

“Forget the former things;

   do not dwell on the past.

See, I am doing a new thing!

   Now it springs up; do you not perceive it?

I am making a way in the desert

   and streams in the wasteland.

His grace is preparing me for something new. I know it. I can feel it. I am not entirely sure what it is, but I know with certainty that this is part of tuning my heart. As I wait for Him to complete the tuning process I will continue to sing His praises.

O to grace how great a debtor

 Daily I’m constrained to be!

 Let Thy goodness, like a fetter,

 Bind my wandering heart to Thee.

 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 am so grateful that in the midst of any circumstance God is there, He is at work, He is binding my wandering heart to His. So I will wait, but I will wait with expectancy as I see His grace today.

Everyday.

God’s grace.

God whispers to us in our pleasures, speaks to us in our conscience, but shouts in our pains: It is His megaphone to rouse a deaf world

   C.S. Lewis

Speak Lord, your servant is listening.