Once upon a time, a lifetime ago, we went to a much larger church than we do now, and every Sunday morning at the beginning of the service, I would walk to the front of the church and sit on the steps leading up to the platform, and all the little children would come up and sit on the floor at my feet, and I would tell them a story. Obviously, the story always had a point–a spiritual truth I was trying to convey. I enjoyed doing this and the kids enjoyed it too.
My theme song was today’s hymn–I Love to Tell the Story. My friend Sherrye would play it on the piano as the kids and I walked up to the front of the church. It has always been one of my favorite hymns, and I’m glad we got to sing it in church this morning, even if I did get rather teary.
I Love to Tell the Story
A Catherine Hankey
I love to tell the story of unseen things above,
Of Jesus and His glory, of Jesus and His love;
I love to tell the story because I know ‘tis true,
It satisfies my longings as nothing else can do.
I love to tell the story!
‘Twill be my theme in glory–
To tell the old, old story
Of Jesus and His love.
I love to tell the story–‘tis pleasant to repeat
What seems, each time I tell it, more wonderfully sweet;
I love to tell the story, for some have never heard
The message of salvation from God’s own holy Word.
I love to tell the story, for those who know it best
Seem hungering and thirsting to hear it like the rest;
And when in scenes of glory I sing the new, new song,
‘Twill be the old, old story that I have loved so long.
Note: I tried to post this yesterday but we were having internet issues and I was unable to do it.