12/10/05 Weekend Grif.Net - One Solitary Life

[Dr Bob Griffin]

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 a home.
He didn't go to college.
He never visited a big city.
He never traveled two hundred 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 pity 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 effected the life of man on this earth as much as that One Solitary
Life.

(adapted from a sermon by Dr James Allan Francis in "The Real Jesus and
Other Sermons" C 1926, Judson Press)

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Dr Bob
1 cross + 3 nails = 4 given