This I Know
Why are Christians getting the words wrong to the simple chorus, “Jesus Loves Me?”
Kicking the Dancing Queen
Song lyrics can be tricky, even simple ones. And you never want to be that girl. You know, the one singing the wrong words to songs. Sadly, I get caught doing it all the time. Take for example Abba’s Dancing Queen.
For the longest time I’d sing, “See that girl. Watch her scream. Kicking the Dancing Queen.”
It never occurred to me that I was singing it wrong until a friend looked at me sideways one day and said, “You’re singing it wrong!”
What’s the right lyric?
Digging the Dancing the Queen.
Digging not kicking. It’s a subtle difference that clearly gives the song an entirely different meaning.
Somehow, a fistful of years ago, without even realizing it, I got the words wrong to “Jesus Loves Me” of all songs. The fiery darts of life had obliterated that two letter lyric, “me.”
Surely God loves the world. He loves you. But for some reason, He turned His heavenly back on me. I believed in a God and loved a God I wasn’t sure loved me back. And I quietly accepted that lie for a long time without even knowing it.
Our enemy is the master of subtlety, subtle differences and subtle lies. Take the “me” out of “Jesus Loves Me” and he has you right where he wants you – ineffective, full of fear and sadness. Floating through life like a giant helium balloon slowly losing air.
How can you pass on what you don’t possess? How can you convince a world that Jesus loves them when you’re not convinced yourself?
Know What You Know
Now I get it. No wonder why Paul gets on his knees in Ephesians 3:17-19 and begs God,
“that you, being rooted and grounded in love, may be able to comprehend with all the saints what is the width and length and depth and height — to know the love of Christ which passes knowledge; that you may be filled with all the fullness of God” (NKJV).
Apparently I’m not the only Christian that needs to be reminded to hang on to the incomprehensible agape love of Christ.
That fiery dart of doubt may have pierced my heart – maybe yours too. But here’s what I want you to know –the damage is never beyond repair in God’s triage.
Came to Believe Again
Is it possible to come to believe again?
Don’t get this lyric wrong. I’m not asking if we can be saved again because I believe that’s once and for all. I’m asking if we can come to believe again that even in the midst of trials and tribulations that God loves us. God has a plan for us. God cares deeply for us.
The enemy wants us to believe that when life goes wrong, God doesn’t love us. He doesn’t have a plan for us. He doesn’t care for us. We have become irreparably separated from God. And Paul reminds us once again in Romans 8:35-39 that nothing could be further from the truth.
“Who shall separate us from the love of Christ? Shall tribulation, or distress, or persecution, or famine, or nakedness, or peril, or sword? As it is written:
‘For Your sake we are killed all day long;
We are accounted as sheep for the slaughter.’
Yet in all these things we are more than conquerors through Him who loved us. For I am persuaded that neither death nor life, nor angels nor principalities nor powers, nor things present nor things to come, nor height nor depth, nor any other created thing, shall be able to separate us from the love of God which is in Christ Jesus our Lord” (NKJV).
Paul was persuaded. We need to be persuaded too. Nothing can separate us from His love. Nothing! Believe it and if you can’t, ask, “Lord I believe, but help me in my unbelief.” And soon you’ll begin to hear the faint rhythm of that simple chorus, “Yes, Jesus loves me.” Turn it up!
Oh how I wish I could describe the moment when I came to believe again. It was like a dark cloud was lifted. I couldn’t restrain my joy if I tried. You would have thought I won the lottery. God did for me what I could not do for myself. I had been restored.
While I was in Haiti, I spent some time with a precious girl named Denise. Denise was born with hydrocephalus. She’s not able to speak but guess what, that girl can sing and she can carry a tune singing in sounds and syllables. She loved upbeat songs and would clap along and bounce up and down in her wheelchair. One day I decided to slow the beat down with Jesus loves me. I got cheek to cheek with her and sang slow and soft,
Jesus loves me this I know
For the Bible tells me so
Little ones to Him belong
They are weak but He is strong
With that Denise paused. Her body relaxed. Her eyes closed. And then she did this…
She put her hand up to her heart and patted in rhythm to
Yes Jesus loves me.
Yes Jesus loves me.
Yes Jesus loves me.
The Bible tells me so.
In that moment we both took a holy pause.
I think we both knew, I mean really knew, to our core, that we were wholly and completely loved by God. Oh to personally experience and to know the deep, deep love of God and share that with another human being. Yes, Jesus loves me. Yes Jesus loves me. Yes, Jesus loves me, the Bible tells me so.
This I Know!
Jesus loves me when life goes wrong. Jesus love me though divorce, through sickness, through loss, through disaster. Jesus loves me through addiction, through persecution, through injustice, through heartache. Yes Jesus loves me. The Bible tells me so.
Do you know it? Really know it?
When we do we are filled to the brim with the fullness of God and we stand firm in our faith. We are more than conquerors. Not because we have perfect lives. Not because of smooth sailing. Not because things turn out our way. No. We are more than conquerors because we are still standing in His love.
Maybe today you need to let Jesus lean in close and sing His love song into your ear. Let Him. Hear Him. Accept His love that is so vast we could never in a million years wrap our hearts and minds around it. But try anyway!
Come to believe again. I did. You can too.
Feel the Beat of the Tangerine
I’m so thankful for Paul’s prayers. May we be faithful in praying giant slaying prayers like his for one another. We need all the prayers and help we can get because let’s face it; we’re prone to getting the words wrong!
Dancing Queen, feel the beat from the tangerine, oh yeah.
“See that girl. Watch her scream. Kicking the Dancing Queen.”
Or something like that.
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