He Is My Everything

    It was in the fall of l964, I was in Northern Ireland (Belfast), and a Vacation Bible School was in progress. We had pitched a large tent and it was full and running over. The enthusiasm was fever pitch. From the platform and over the loud microphone, I said, “Is there anyone here that wants to sing for Jesus?” There was a rustling in the crowd (mostly made up of little kids), and after a moments pause, two little hands shot up out of the crowd. Those hands belonged to a set of twin, and as they rose to come to the front, you could tell by their dress that they were from the poorer side of the protestant area.
    “What do you want to sing,” I asked as I knelt down to be on their level. They didn’t answer but just burst forth in a brand new song to all America. The words were in the Irish brogue as they sang,

“He is my everything, He is my all;
He is my everything, both great and small.
He gave his life for me, made everything new,
He is my everything, now how about you?
Some one may ask me, some one may say,
Who is this Jesus, you talk about everyday?
He is my savior, He set me free
Now listen while I tell you, what He means to me.”

    They repeated the chorus and then the entire tent full of kids burst out in singing this Irish song. It was the first time in history that we Americans were introduced to a song that has now swept across our land like a prairie fire.
    The Bible speaks of Him in so many ways that mark the heart of this hymn. He is the First, the Last, the Beginning and the End. He is the Keeper of creation and the Keeper of all. He is the Architect and the Manager of all times. He always was, He always is, and He always will be. Unmoved, Unchanged, Undefeated and never undone! He was bruised and brought healing! He was pierced and eased pain. He was persecuted and brought freedom. He was dead and brought life! He was risen and brings power! He reigns and brings peace! The world can’t understand Him, the armies can’t defeat Him, the schools can’t explain Him, and the leaders can’t ignore Him. Herod couldn’t kill Him. The Pharisees couldn’t c confuse Him, and the people couldn’t hold Him. Nero couldn’t crush Him, Hitler couldn’t silence Him, the New Age can’t replace Him.
    He is light, love, longevity and Lord. He is goodness, kindness, gentleness and God. He is Holy, Righteous, mighty, powerful and pure. His ways are right, His Word is eternal, His will is unchanging, and His mind is on me. He is my Redeemer, my Savior, my guide, my peace! He is my joy, my comfort, my Lord who rules my life. I serve him because His bond is love, His burden is light, and His goal for me is an abundant life.
    I follow Him because he is the wisdom of the wise, the power of the powerful, the ancient of days, the ruler of rulers, the leader of leaders, the overseers of the overcomers and the sovereign Lord of all that was and is and is to come. His goal is a personal relationship with me.
He will never leave me, forsake me, never mislead me, never forget me, never overlook me, and never cancel my appointment. When I fall, He lifts me up, when I fail, He forgives me. When I am weak, He is strong! When I am lost, He is the way. When I am afraid, He is my courage! When I stumble, He steadies me. When I am hurt, He heals me! When I am blind He leads me.
    As we closed the VBS that day, an Irish preacher (Sandy Cooper) rose on his own to sing another new song. It went like this, “One sat alone, beside the highway begging; His eyes were blind, the light he could not see. He clutched his rages, he shivered in the shadows – then Jesus came and bid his darkness flee. When Jesus comes, the tempters power is broken; when Jesus comes, all tears are wiped away. He takes the gloom and turns it into gladness – for all is changed, when Jesus comes to stay.”
    It is little wonder that Paul, the chief of sinners said, “But God, who is rich in mercy, for his great love wherewith he loved us; even when we were dead in sin, hath quickened us together with Christ (by grace are ye saved)” (Ephesians 2:4-5).


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