As the story goes, Jimmy was the child always looking in the shop window of life. Often he felt lost and alone, afraid and unloved.
One day, Jimmy had a sleep-over at Fred Turner’s house. Being with his friend, Fred, was lots of fun. The next morning, Jimmy went to church with the Turner family. He listened carefully to everything that was said. As he was leaving the church, the Pastor shook his hand and said, “I’m glad to meet you, Jimmy. Don’t forget, Jesus loves you!”
Jimmy was puzzled. Eating lunch back at Fred’s, he asked Mr. Turner, who just happened to be the Choir Director: “Who is this Jesus?”
“Well,” said Mr. Turner, “the great song writer, Charles Wesley, wrote a song that tells the story of who Jesus is. Would you like to hear it, Jimmy?”
“Yes, please,” the little boy replied. As Mr. Turner began to sing, his whole family joined in. Jimmy never forgot how he felt hearing the words they sang.
Hark! the herald angels sing, “Glory to the newborn King;
Peace on earth, and mercy mild, God and sinners reconciled!”
Joyful, all ye nations, rise, Join the triumph of the skies;
With the angelic host proclaim, “Christ is born in Bethlehem!”
Hark! the herald angels sing, “Glory to the newborn King!”
Christ, by highest heavens adored, Christ the everlasting Lord;
In the manger born a king, While adoring angels sing,
“Peace on earth, to men goodwill;” Bid the trembling soul be still,
Christ on earth has come to dwell, Jesus, our Immanuel!
Hark! the herald angels sing, “Glory to the newborn King!”
Hail! the heaven-born Prince of Peace! Hail! the Sun of Righteousness!
Life and light to all He brings, Risen with healing in His wings.
Mild He lays His glory by, Born that man no more may die,
Born to raise the sons of earth, Born to give them second birth.
Hark! the herald angels sing, “Glory to the newborn King!”
Jimmy lived his life never losing sight of Jesus. Just last week, his granddaughter, Jenny, asked him, “Poppa, who is this Jesus?”
“Well, child, ”said Jimmy, “I’ll be glad to tell you who He is.” As he lifted her onto his knee, he began to sing, “Hark! the herald angels sing, “Glory to the newborn King!”
As the story goes, Jenny also lived her whole life never losing sight of Jesus.