In the morning when I rise, in the morning when I rise
In the morning when I rise, give me Jesus
Give me Jesus, give me Jesus
You can have all this world
Give me Jesus
When I am alone, oh when I am alone,
Oh when I am alone, give me Jesus
When I come to die, when I come to die
When I come to die, give me Jesus
These are the words to the old African American spiritual that is in many hymnals, sung by many, and in most recent times performed and recorded by Fernando Ortega and Jeremy Camp. This spiritual has been sung from generation to generation because of its simple message: Give Me Jesus.
There are millions of things begging for our attention. In many ways, we have tried them all. At some point, we are driven to the end of ourselves, and we come to the conclusion that there is none better, none superior, and none more satisfying than Jesus. In Him, all our fears, needs, and wants are met. In Him, our origin, destiny, and everything in between are made secure. With Him, we can live boldly and face all that life offers us with a confidence nothing and no one could give. Not any parent, spouse, child or friend could do that. No amount of possession could do it either. No glory of achievement, honor or status could give us such significance.
Our District Superintendent: Rev. Cathy Abbott will be joining us next week to lead our church in our annual church conference. We will be celebrating ministry, conversing about where we feel led by Christ, and doing some church business. She has set our theme to be: Give Me Jesus. She too, declares that this is what Christian faith is all about. No one else, nothing else, but Jesus. Is that the cry of your heart as well? May the Holy Spirit give each of us a fresh revelation of Jesus. Amen!