Though None Go With Me, Still I Will Follow
I have decided to follow Jesus,
I have decided to follow Jesus.
I have decided to follow Jesus;
no turning back, no turning back.
Though none go with me, still I will follow,
though none go with me, still I will follow.
Though none go with me, still I will follow;
no turning back, no turning back.
The world behind me, the cross before me,
the world behind me, the cross before me.
The world behind me, the cross before me;
no turning back, no turning

The words of this song have been on repeat in my mind for weeks now. Every so often the line, “though none go with me, still i will follow” is whispered in my ear as a reminder from God. This song is stirring my heart. At least I thought that’s what it was doing.
Let me fill you in.
I was raised in a “Church of Christ” and you better believe I grew up on hymns. If I had a dollar for every hymn I’ve sung in church I’d be an extremely rich woman. Not to mention all the “singings” we went to growing up at others’ homes. Growing up I always liked the hymns we sang. I had my favorites just like everyone else. My personal favorite was “Trust and Obey”. I never fully understood why I loved that particular hymn so much at my young age. I was really young then and I’m pretty sure it had nothing to do with the words. (Google the song.) Now that I’m older and am stepping into my calling and walking out my passions I totally get it.
More often than not, the only time we sang the hymn “Trust and Obey” was right before someone was about to be baptized. In the Church of Christ their belief is that you are not saved until you are officially baptized in water. Ever since I can remember I have always LOVED baptisms. The whole concept of someone committing themselves to God just melts my heart. Salvations and baptisms to me are like attending a wedding. Watching someone commit everything to the person they love can be such a beautiful thing. You get to sit back and witness Gods infinite plan continue to unfold before your very eyes. I just love seeing people come to Jesus! And growing up, the only time I saw the manifestation of salvation was through water baptisms. When you’re six or seven years old the elders don’t always tell you ahead of the service that there’s going to be a baptism at the end. I don’t know if you knew that. But if you didn’t well now you do. You’re welcome. Yet, I always knew when we were about to behold this particular beauty because whoever was leading hymns that night would always sing “Trust and Obey” as the baptize-y was getting ready. That was my cue. To make matters even better, we had a friend/man in our church named Alfonso who often lead hymns. Alfonso had an incredible soulful voice (aka: Gift) from God and I loved hearing him sing my song! He could sing any song well, but I especially loved when he sang my favorites. It’s as though I waited constantly in anticipation and expectation for that song to be sung because it told me of what was to come. Nothing quite like watching someone get baptized or being baptized yourself.
I realize I’ve begun to detour a bit but oh well. I love telling true stories. So here is one more for the road.
When I was fourteen years old I still had yet to be baptized. I was determined to not let others influence this particular decision – the most important decision of my life. I was determined to find God for myself. I wanted Him in His fullness. I grew up knowing of or about Him, but found myself in my Junior High years longing to know Him. So I made it a point to get to know God for myself – to experience His radical love and power. I’m not one to back out on the commitments I make. I like being a woman of my word. Either I’d give Him my all or nothing at all. This was not an ultimatum. It was, in a way, me reminding myself of the reality that I was made for Him. He will always love me and He knows me. I finally came to that point in life where I would either intentionally return the favor or intentionaly ignore His invitation. I always knew in my heart that He was THE One for me. I have never doubted that. So after praying alot and asking God to reveal His character to me and encountering God like never before I decided I was ready to fully place my “everything” into His hands. I was ready to be His bride.
When I decided to get baptized I planned in advance. I am a planner. I love planning things out. Planning, organizing, arranging, thinking, dreaming are all a few of my favorites. My hearts desire was to be baptized in the church I grew up in. At this time in my life we had been out of the Church of Christ and had been and still are actively apart of a charismatic spirit-led church who were always holding baptisms for those ready to make this commitment. I felt strongly that I needed to make this as meaningful as possible. That’s why I spent a good handful of time in prayer for this. It meant so much to me and baptism still does. I hold a very high regard to water baptism and believe that every believer should experience it. There was something about being baptized in the church I grew up in, in the church where I first heard about God, that I knew would prophesy into my future. Long story short, it was like me partnering with God and promising to be with Him everywhere I go and promising that I’d forever dwell on His faithfulness. No matter what or where I am. From birth, God has lavished me wastefully with five specific gifts – His LOVE, faithfulness, grace, favor, and honor. I’m not complaining at all.
Anyways, when I was fifteen I was baptized in the little church that I was raised in for a portion of my life, in Escondido CA. The building was filled with friends and families that I grew up with, most of who remembered me in diapers and proceeded to remind me of that on my special day. Although I had planned this in my heart it was all pretty spur of the moment. Nothing but my decision itself was decided upon beforehand. All I knew was that I wanted to be baptized and that I had asked my brother Jared, who is one of my best friends next to my momma, to baptize me. We were in town and it seemed like the perfect Sunday. They announced it to the church and quickly put things in order. As I walked to the room where the tank was I looked back and saw one of my favorite people stand and walk towards the front. It was Alfonso! God arranged that just for me and just for fun, I have no doubt about it. I remember changing and as I walked from the changing room into where the tank was, this incredible sense of destiny filled my heart. I wanted to laugh as I heard the room full of my loved ones singing “Trust and Obey”. It wasn’t the words that moved me it was the fact that is was finally my turn. And the Holy Spirit simply whispered to me; “Hey hun, it’s your turn. I’ve been preparing your heart for this day since before you were born. The day you’d officially say YES to Me. I have courted you throughout the years and now you’re all mine. Let’s do this.” I have wished to re-live that moment over many times since then.
The detour is over. Hold on to your seats as we make a sharp turn towards the song that I mention in the beginning of this post.
The words of this song have been stirring in my heart, every so often, for the past few weeks maybe even months. I decided to Google it. Good ol’ Google. I was pretty surprised by what I found. It wasn’t so much a stirring but more of a sweet conviction that came over my heart. In all my years of knowing and loving this song I have never truly known the depth behind it. After reading the story of this song and the passion behind the words I actually felt saddened. I felt saddened by the fact that we so often miss the point. How many times have I sung this song and thought, “No matter what Jesus, I will love You. La LaLa La La..” Of course, I will ALWAYS love Jesus. He’s the only sure thing in this world. Regardless, that’s not the point here. This song is based on one man’s steadfast YES to God. He stood fast and strong when others would have crumbled and he did it willingly for Jesus. I’m pretty sure this is what living a life that says YES to God daily looks like. I have a whole new respect and love for this song.
I could go on but I think it’s better for you to read about it yourself and let the Lord speak to your heart.
Enjoy!
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{The Story Behind the Song}
These lyrics are based on the last words of a man in Assam, north-east India, who along with his family was converted to Christianity in the middle of the 19th century through the efforts of a Welsh missionary. This song originated among the Garo Indians, one of the hill tribes in India. The Garo tribe lives in an area that is now the state of Meghalaya, but was until 1970 the state of Assam. The northern part of Meghalaya borders on the Himalayan Mountain range.
Called to renounce his faith by the village chief, the convert declared, “I have decided to follow Jesus.” In response to threats to his family, he continued, “Though no one joins me, still I will follow.” His wife was killed, and he was executed while singing, “The cross before me, the world behind me.” This display of faith is reported to have led to the conversion of the chief and others in the village.
The formation of these words into a hymn is attributed to the Indian missionary Sadhu Sundar Singh. The melody is also Indian, and entitled “Assam” after the region where the text originated. The fierce opposition is possible as various tribes in that area were formerly renowned for head-hunting.
A Lutheran writer noted, “It definitely has a different meaning when we sing it than it did for the person who composed it.”
An American hymn editor, William Jensen Reynolds, composed an arrangement which was included in the 1959 Assembly Songbook. His version became a regular feature of Billy Graham’s evangelistic meetings in America and elsewhere, spreading its popularity.
Source: wikipedia.org I_Have_Decided_to_Follow_Jesus
Lord,
Though none go with me, still I will follow.










