Thursday, April 16, 2009

One Solitary Life

He was born in a stable, in an obscure village from there he travelled, less than 200 miles.
he never won an election, he never went to a collage, he never had a lot of money, he became a nomadic preacher.

Popular opinion turned against him, he was betrayed by a close friend, and his other friends ran away,he was unjustly condemned to death. crucified on a cross among common thieves,on a hill overlooking the town dump & when dead,laid in a borrowed grave.

Nineteen centuries have come & gone, empires have risen & fallen, mighty armies have marched, and powerful rulers have reigned, yet,no one has so affected men as much as he.
he is the central figure of the human race; he is the Messiah, The son of God.

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