One Solitary Life
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 when public opinion turned against him
He never wrote a book
He never held an office
He never went to college
He never visited a big city
He never travelled more than two hundred miles
From the place where he was born
He did none of the things
Usually associated with greatness
He had no credentials but himself
He was only thirty three
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 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
Nineteen centuries have come and gone
And today Jesus is the central figure of the human race
And 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 ever reigned put together
Have not affected the life of mankind on earth
As powerfully as that one solitary life
Merry Christmas everyone
Comments (9)
but nothing was written until 100 years later.
Anyways A merry xmas to you too it is the day for
Seasons Greetings sands
I believe that he was alive back than, but do not find anything so special about his birth or death. So many people were born and died the same way.
I believe he was concieved by holy spirit, as were most of us. Making love and even more in purpose to create a new life, is nothing but holiness.
Not sure if he is god or not, and do not bother much about that. For i live after my concience, and i am happy. So, if he is god, the better for me. I am sure he would like to enjoy my company.
In general, i have heard only good stuff about him. He was the first comunist, i have been told, too.
Merry Xmas to you...all the best in the New Year...