One Solitary Life: Author Unknown

Posted: December 24, 2010 in Uncategorized

ONE SOLITARY LIFE

He was born in an obscure village,
the child of a peasant woman.
He grew up in another obscure village,
where he worked in a carpenter shop
until he was thirty.
Then for three years
he was an itinerant preacher.
He never set foot inside a big city.
He never traveled two hundred miles
from the place he was born.
He never wrote a book,
or held an office.
He did none of these things
that usually accompany greatness.

While he was still a young man,
the tide of popular 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.
While he was dying,
his executioners gambled
for the only piece of property he had –
his coat
When he was dead,
he was taken down
and laid in a borrowed grave.

Nineteen centuries have come and gone,
and today he is the central figure
for much of the human race.
All the armies that ever marched,
and all the navies that ever sailed,
and all the parliaments that ever sat,
and all the kings that ever reigned,
put together
have not affected the life of man
upon this earth as powerfully as this
“One Solitary Life”.                           

Merry Christmas!

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Comments
  1. Okie Preacher says:

    Always a blessing, Jim. A very Merry Christmas to you and yours brother. Grace and peace…

  2. jimbs says:

    OP,

    You are a great blessing also brother! I pray you have a merry Christmas and wonderful holiday with your family.

  3. Okie Preacher says:

    Gramps: You need to post again! God has given you something to say. Say it!

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