“Jesus loves me this I know, for the Bible tells me so. Little ones to Him belong, they are weak but He is strong. Yes, Jesus loves me, yes Jesus loves me, yes Jesus loves me. The Bible tells me so.”
This sweet song has been sung to me since the day I was born. I would venture to say it’s in the DNA of my very being. In 1985, at 5 years old, I walked that long aisle and prayed with my pastor. I asked Jesus to come into my heart and I dedicated my life to Him. Shortly after, I took my faith public through baptism. As a daughter of a church Deacon and a Sunday School Teacher, I knew all the books of the Bible before I knew the Pledge of Allegiance. By fourth grade I was the fastest Bible Drill competitor who ever lived, and I readily prayed for our missionaries in Burkina Faso and China.
The stories I remember being read to me as a child came straight out of my Children’s Bible. I can still remember the awe and wonder I felt with each one of those beloved stories.
I have always believed Jesus to be God’s one and only begotten Son (John 3:16). I have always known Him to be part of the mysterious trinity between Father, Son, and Holy Spirit. There has never been a question in my mind about either of these two truths.
All that to say, I haven’t known a life without Jesus by my side. Life has certainly not always been easy and I have made more than my fair share of mistakes, but I have never been forsaken. All the poor choices, all the hurt I have caused, all the hurt I have felt, Jesus is still here. Faithful and true. Praying to the Father on my behalf (John 17:9). I don’t dare imagine what life would have been like without the Holy Spirit to lead and guide me, without the love of Jesus in my life.
We each have our own story with Jesus. For the longest time I wasn’t sure how to tell my story. It seemed too simple. Too boring. And if I was the main character in my story that might be true. But the beautiful truth is, I am not the center of my story. God is the main character, and the redeeming work He has done in my life is awe inspiring, unfathomable, life changing. Anything but boring. Every redemption story is worth telling.
As I get older, all these words and stories take on a fuller meaning; I have more of a desperate yearning to feel Him near. He is still here, He never left. And yet I want more of Him. I want my children, my friends, my family to see Christ in me, and Christ only. The more I’ve continued to learn about Him and His deep love, the more deeply I feel how much I need Him.
This week as we prepare for Easter I feel it more acutely. Jesus really loves me. Jesus really loves me. Jesus really loves you. I need Him. You need Him.
Jesus loves me this I know, the Bible tells me so.
I am so thankful for this life of unconditional love. I have lived in blessings I have probably never even considered. Growing in faith, humbled in sanctification, awed at the beauty in the work.