MY STORY, MY SONG
I have an old United Methodist hymnal in my office. Sometimes I get it out and read through it in my devotional time. Today I was reminded of this old Fanny Crosby (1820-1915) song:
“Blessed assurance, Jesus is mine! O what a foretaste of glory divine!
Heir of salvation, purchase of God, born of His Spirit, washed in His blood.
This is my story, this is my song, Praising my Savior all the day long;
This is my story, this is my song, praising my Savior all the day long.”
Sometimes we need to remember what our story really is. I fondly reflect back on the time the Lord arrested me in my lonely apartment and forgave my sin. But, the cares of this world soon bound me up again, and I was too weak to stand for Jesus.
So the Lord visited me again 9 months later and filled me with His Spirit. That’s the day that my story really began to take shape. Christ has been my story ever since. What’s your story?
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