Storytime

I have no idea who the author to this story is. It was given to my family years ago and is one of my favorites. God bless whoever wrote it!

Jack The Huckster
There was once a poor man, a huckster, who used to go around the country villages selling his little goods. He was said to be half-cracked, and very likely he was, for he was constantly in the habit of getting drunk, and that is enough not only to “half-crack” someone but quite to break him. He was not at any rate a very sensible man, as a man is not likely to be who drives his sense out of him with drink. However, this poor creature, in going around on his journeys, heard some old woman singing the simple little ditty:
“I’m a poor sinner, and nothing at all,
But Jesus Christ is my all in all.”
Jack recollected that. “Ah!” said he, “that just suits me,” so he began to hum it himself as he went around on his huckstering expeditions, and by God’s good grace that little ditty burnt its way into poor Jack’s heart.
At last he determined that he would join the church; so he went to the minister. The minister said, “Well, friend, what can you say for yourself?” “Not much,” said he, only this:
“I’m a poor sinner, and nothing at all,
But Jesus Christ is my all in all.”
“Well,” said the minister, “You must tell me more than that.” “No,” said Jack, “I can’t, for this is my confession of faith, and that is all I know.” “Well, friend,” said the minister, “I cannot refuse you church fellowship, but you will have to come before the church meeting and the members will have to see you and judge for themselves about you.”
Jack accordingly went to the church meeting, and there sat some good old-fashioned deacons, some of whom began to see whether they could not find fault with him. Jack stood up, and on being requested to state his experience, simply said:
“I’m a poor sinner, and nothing at all,
But Jesus Christ is my all in all.”
So one old deacon said, “Is that all you have to say?” “Yes,” says Jack, “that’s all.” The minister said, “You may ask my friend some questions if you like.” So one says, “Brother Jack, have you not many doubts and fears?” “No,” said Jack, “I never can doubt but that I’m a poor sinner, and nothing at all, for I know I am! And I cannot doubt that Jesus Christ is my all in all, for He says He is, and how can I doubt that?”
“Well,” said another, “but sometimes I lose my evidence and my graces, and then I get very sad.” “Oh!” said Jack, “I never lose anything, for in the first place, “I’m a poor sinner and nothing at all, no one can rob me if I am nothing at all, and in the second place, Jesus Christ is my all in all, and who can rob Him? He is in heaven; I never get richer or poorer, for I am always nothing but I always have everything.”
Then another began to question him thus: “But my dear friend Jack, don’t you sometimes doubt whether you are a child of God?” “Well,” said he, “I don’t quite understand you; but I can tell you I never doubt but that I’m a poor sinner and nothing at all.”
“Aye, Aye,” said the other one, “but sometimes I make great advances on the road to heaven and then I feel a great deal better, but I often go back again, and that causes me trouble.” “But,” says Jack,” I never go forward, for I’m always a poor sinner and nothing at all; but I cannot go back for Jesus Christ is my all in all, and blessed be God, He will not go back, and I’m safe.”
Always after that in the villages they called him, “Happy Jack,” for he was always happy, and the reason was that you could not drive him from that simple standing point; “There is nothing in me, I believe in Christ, I deserve punishment, I am lost in myself, but I trust in Him who came into the world to save sinners, and I know He will not let me perish.”