Monday, March 10, 2014
ONE SOLITARY LIFE
ONE SOLITARY LIFE
He was born in an obscure village, the child of a peasant woman.
He grew up in still another village, where he worked in a carpenter shop
until he was 30.
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 house.
He didn't go to college.
He never traveled more than 200 miles from the place he was born.
He did none of the things one usually associates with greatness.
He had no credentials but himself.
He was only 33 when public opinion turned against him.
His friends deserted 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.
When he was dying, his executioners gambled for his clothing, the only
property he had.. . . on earth.
When he was dead, he was laid in a borrowed grave through the pity of a
friend.
Nineteen centuries have come and gone, and today he is the central
figure of the human race, the leader of mankind's progress.
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 earth as much as that One
Solitary Life.
Do You Know Who He Is?
-- Author Unknown
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-- He was born in an obscure village, the child of a peasant woman.
He grew up in still another village, where he worked in a carpenter shop
until he was 30.
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 house.
He didn't go to college.
He never traveled more than 200 miles from the place he was born.
He did none of the things one usually associates with greatness.
He had no credentials but himself.
He was only 33 when public opinion turned against him.
His friends deserted 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.
When he was dying, his executioners gambled for his clothing, the only
property he had.. . . on earth.
When he was dead, he was laid in a borrowed grave through the pity of a
friend.
Nineteen centuries have come and gone, and today he is the central
figure of the human race, the leader of mankind's progress.
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 earth as much as that One
Solitary Life.
Do You Know Who He Is?
-- Author Unknown
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Visit our website at: http://www.emailministry.org
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