Tell me the story of Jesus. Write on my heart every word! This is one of the first songs I learned to sing as a little child. I love to sing and I guess I have been singing since I was born. Maybe even before.
My grandma took me to church with her every Sunday. She always sang a solo at church and when it was the time in the Sunday service for her to sing I would stand next to her while she sang. She told me I could stand next to her and when it was time for the refrain I could sing with her, I had to memorize the words of the refrain of the song she was going to sing and it was a new one every Sunday. She would sing the words to me all week so that I would know them by heart. I was a great student because once I heard the words and the melody I would sing and sing until I got the refrain perfectly and really as loud as I could. Tell me the story of Jesus was one of my favorites. I might mention here that I wasn’t very old at this time-probably 3 or 4 but I can remember doing this as if it was yesterday. I couldn’t read yet but I would have a hymnal in my hands just like my grandma. She would hold one side of the hymnal and I held the other. Thinking about it I can imagine it was hard for her to do as she would have to hold most of the weight of the book and she would have to hold it down far enough as so I could hold the other side while we sang. Oh my. A great memory here.
The Gospel has been a part of my life all of my life. Jesus has been in my life since it began. I can’t imagine what life would be like with out Him. I have experienced so many upside downs in my life and it has always been my faith that has righted me, sustained me, given me the strength to go on at times where it seemed impossible to get up and continue. I have been blessed beyond measure by His love. Every time I ask He is there. I don’t always get the answer I want or when I want it. I have learned to wait on the Lord and to do His Will. I have learned humbleness and have asked forgiveness when I have sinned or strayed from what I know is right. I pray daily and sometimes minute by minute when I must! I have had many musts.
I have had to learn to love the unloving and to share the story of Jesus with many who only know Jesus as a word to shout in vain. I am not the glorious one here nor have I ever been. It is Him that I give the Glory to because without Him there would be no story to tell. My life would lie in ruins and I would have been lost, my soul defeated. Because He lives I have life-my soul has light-I am His vessel and He fills me with His light and I can Tell the Story of Jesus and His Love.
