Tell Me the Story

I think that one the things that makes me who I am is my deep love of a good story. No matter what form it takes short or long, book or blog, listening to an elderly person's memories or the imaginations of a child I love stories. So part of the reason I decided to start blogging was to share my story, my journey with you and to be a part of your story. This love of story definitely includes a love of books but also love of songs, poems, quotes, and even words. So this blog will be a place where I can keep things that inspire me all in one place. I believe that my deep love of story comes out of my deep love of God. He loves me enough to make me a part of His story. The following is one of my favorite hymns.

Tell Me the Story of Jesus
by
Fanny J. Crosby

Tell me the story of Jesus, write on my heart every word;
tell me the story most precious, sweetest that ever was heard.
Tell how the angels in chorus sang as the welcomed his birth,
"Glory to God in the highest! Peace and good tidings to earth."

Fasting alone in the desert, tell of the days that are past,
how for our sins he was tempted, yet was triumphant at last.
Tell of the years of his labor, tell of the sorrow he bore,
he was despised and afflicted, homeless, rejected and poor.

Tell of the cross where they nailed him, writhing in anguish and pain;
tell of the grave where they laid him, tell how he liveth again
Love in that story so tender clearer that ever I see;
stay, let me weep while you whisper, "Love paid the ransom for me."

Tell me the story of Jesus, write on my heart every word;
tell me the story most precious sweetest that ever was heard.