One Solitary Life…
He was born in an obscure village.
His mother was a virgin.
His Father was God.
He worked in a carpenter shop until he was about thirty.
He then became an itinerant preacher.
He never held an office.
He never had a family or owned a house.
He didn’t go to college.
He had no credentials but Himself.
After preaching three years, the public turned against Him.
His friends ran away.
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 clothing, the only property He had on earth.
He was laid in a borrowed grave.
And three days later God raised Him up from the dead, and He lives today.
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, and
all the kings that ever reigned
have not affected the life of man on the earth as much as that ONE SOLITARY LIFE.
– Author unknown (With some missing pieces filled in by me)
His name is Jesus.
In the western world, people don’t curse Buddha, Krishna, Allah or Mohammed. They only curse Jesus.
People can’t escape Jesus Christ, they can’t be neutral about Him, they are either for Him or against Him, just as He said.
Heaven and earth shall pass away, but my words shall not pass away. Matthew 24:35