Tell Me the Old, Old Story
“Tell me the old, old story, tell me the old, old story,
Tell me the old, old story, of Jesus and His love.
Tell me the story slowly, that I may take it in,
That wonderful redemption, God’s remedy for sin.”
When I was a child, that hymn was one of my favourites. It still stands as a great instruction to all of us, we need to be told that story again and again don’t we.
“Tell me the story often, for I forget so soon;
The early dew of morning has passed away at noon.”
And so I’m going to tell it again, by using an old, old story that Jesus himself told. A story of rebellion, of repentance and of the religious reaction to them both. A story of a prodigal son and a prodigal God, a story of the gospel, a story of love and rejection.