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One
Solitary Life
—That
changed the world!
James
A. Francis
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HERE
is a Man who was born in an obscure village, the child of a
peasant woman. He grew up in another obscure village. 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 owned a home. He never had a family.
He never went to college. He never
put his foot inside a big city. He never traveled two hundred
miles from the place where He was born. He never did one of
the things that contemporary society would consider a sign of
greatness.
He had no credentials but Himself.
He had nothing of this world, only the power of His divine manhood.
While still a young man, the tide of popular opinion turned
against Him.
His friends ran away. One of them
denied Him, another |
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betrayed
Him. He was turned over to His enemies. He 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 on Earth—His coat. When
He was dead He was taken down and laid in a borrowed grave through
the pity of a friend.
Nineteen centuries have come and
gone, and today He is the centerpiece of the human race, the
greatest source of guidance and divine inspiration.
I am far within the mark when
I say that all the armies that ever marched, and all the navies
that ever were built, and all the parliaments that ever sat,
and all the kings that ever reigned, put together, have not
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powerfully
as that one solitary life!—Jesus!
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