
He was born in an obscure village, the child of
a peasant woman. He grew up in another village,
where He worked in a carpenter shop until He was
thirty. Then for three years He was an itinerant
preacher. He never wrote a book. He never held
an office. He never had a family or owned a home.
He didn’t go to college. He never visited a big city.
He never traveled 200 miles from the place where
he was born. He did none of the things that usually
accompany greatness. He had no credentials but
Himself. He was only thirty-three when the tide of
public opinion turned against Him. His friends ran
away. One of them denied Him. He was turned over
to His enemies and went through the mockery of a
trial. He was nailed to a cross between two thieves.
While he was dying. . . His executioners gambled
for His garments; the only property He had on earth.
When he was dead, He was laid in a borrowed grave
through the piety of a friend. Nineteen centuries have
come and gone, and today He is the central figure of
the human race. All the armies that ever marched, all
the navies that ever sailed, all the parliaments that ever
sat, all the kings that ever reigned, put together, have
not affected the life of man on this earth as much as
that. . . . . . .
ONE SOLITARY LIFE
The above is Doria2’s favorite Christmas greeting of all time, and he wishes all his friends around the globe a Merry Christmas, full of love … and a Happy, Healthy, Holy New Year.
December 23, 2009
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