One Solitary Life...
He was born in an obscure village.
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.
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.