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; more wonderful it seems
Than all the golden fancies of all our golden dreams.
I love to tell the story, it did so much for me;
And that is just the reason I tell it now to thee.
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.
Katherine Hankey 1866
It is said that Katherine Hankey wrote the above hymn during a time of serious illness. In fact, she wrote two very long poems during that time, and this hymn was compiled by her out of both poems, A Story Wanted and A Story Told.
I wonder if she ever struggled with the idea that her illness had become her “story.” What if she wrote these poems to show the world what her REAL story was?
My mom told me that I used to sing this song over and over as a young child. That sounds kind of fitting, I suppose, because I have lately been feeling like I want to change MY story.
You see, the stroke has had such a huge effect on my life and on my testimony, that sometimes I think the world thinks that the stroke IS my “story”. Gosh, I hope not. Yes, the stroke brought about a need in my heart that only God could meet. And for that, I will always be thankful. But I don’t want my name and stroke to be synonymous with each other. I think I have allowed that to happen already in my own mind. It’s one of the first things new people learn about me. On one hand, it’s natural that would happen, but the stroke is NOT my story! My story, at least the most recent chapters, wouldn’t have happened without the stroke, but that was really just the tool God used to reach out to me, to invite me out to the deep waters with Him.
I would much rather the song above be my story forever. I want everyone to know who Jesus is to me, what He’s done for me, and what He’s meant to me! Yes, stroke will probably always be an important part of my story, just because of all that I learned from it. But I pray that isn’t all there is! Because what He did for me, and what He did for you on that cross is honestly more “wonderful than all the golden fancies of all our golden dreams”!
His story really is the only one that truly matters.