Mindful Monday: God Remembers

God Thou Art Love – by Robert Browning

If I forget;

Yet God remembers! If these hands of mine

Cease from their clinging, yet the hands divine

Hold me so firmly that I cannot fall;

And if sometimes I am too tired to call

For Him to help me, then He reads my prayer

Unspoken in my heart, and lifts my care.

This quote from Robert Browning’s poem is part of the entire poem my mom printed out and gave me a long time ago.  I kept in next to 1 Corinthians 13 in my NIV Student Bible back in high school and college. (It also became an important reminder of my mom’s love for me as well since those years were often a time of tension between the two of us).

In recent years though I’ve come back to this poem in much different contexts.  One such time was on a Sunday morning when I was flipping through the hymnbook at my parent’s church (instead of listening to the sermon, sorry to say!) and I stumbled across this poem.

I think this is when the first stanza jumped out at me once again.  That was a time of much transition in my own life and of not really knowing how or where to cry out to God in the midst of it.  This quote gave me hope that I perhaps didn’t need to know the answers to those questions.  God would meet me where I was at and that could be enough!

Also at the time, my family was still grieving the loss of my little niece who had been born too soon earlier that year and didn’t make it.  It was hard for me to know how to process, what to say and how to pray through it all — and so much more for my brother and sister-in-law. Therefore, I decided to send them a copy of this poem too and now I will never read it again without remembering little Imogene as well.

But I’ve come back to it since then at different hard times in my own life and it has helped me through them too. For awhile there, I even had a copy of it in a pretty frame on my dresser and I would read it through every so often.  It helped me to remember God’s great love for me and that my walk with Him wasn’t dependent on my strength alone (or at all, really!) but that it actually depended on how He viewed and loved and cared and helped me through it.  (Talk about taking some of the pressure off).

Maybe you’ve been wondering how to connect with God as well and striving your hardest to keep up that relationship on your own as well.  May I give you some encouragement that it isn’t up to you.  For if you fail or simply can’t go on in your faith walk anymore, God is still there to lovingly pick you back up.  And may we then choose to say, “God, Thou art love! I build my faith on that.” 

I’d like to leave you with this beautiful choral rendition of Browning’s poem:

**Today I’m linking up with Holley Gerth’s “Coffee for Your Heart.”  Click on the image below to find other great posts in the linkup.**