Thought for the Day 11/20/2024

 Friday Tale - 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 thirty, and then for three years, He was an itinerant preacher.

He never wrote a book.

He never held an office.

He never had a family.

He never owned a house.

He never went 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 one usually associates with 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.

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.

 When He was dead He was laid in a borrowed grave through the pity of a friend. 

Twenty centuries have come and gone, and today Jesus is the central figure of the human race, the leader of mankind's progress.

 All the armies that have ever marched

All the navies that have ever sailed

All the parliaments that have ever sat

All the kings that have ever reigned put together have not affected the life of mankind on this earth as much as that  one solitary life.

~ Unknown

 Greater love has no one than this,
that one lay down his life for his friends.
~ John 15:13