In the midst of the hustle and bustle of the Christmas season, we have a tendency to forget why we are celebrating. Things have become so commercialized that it is difficult to recognize the simplicity of a lowly manger and a dirty stable. However, the events that transpired there, would shape the destiny of all mankind from that day to this. The song does not say joy to Mary and Joseph, but joy to the world! They were the parents of a newborn son, but we were the recipients of a Saviour!
One Solitary Life
Here is a man who was born in an obscure village, the child of a peasant woman. He grew up in another village. He worked in a carpenter shop until He was thirty. Then for three years He was an itinerant preacher.
He never owned a home. He never wrote a book. He never held an office. 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 He was born. He never did one of the things that usually accompany greatness. He had no credentials but Himself…..
While still a young man, the tide of popular opinion turned against Him. His friends ran away. One of them denied Him. He was turned over to His enemies. He went through the mockery of a trial. He was nailed upon a cross between two thieves. While He was dying His executioners gambled for the only piece of property He owned on earth- His coat. When He was dead, He was laid in a borrowed grave through the pity of a friend.
Nineteen long centuries have come and gone, and today He is the centerpiece of the human race and leader of the column of progress.
I am far within the mark when I say that all the armies that ever marched, all the navies that were ever built; all the parliaments that ever sat and all the Kings that ever reigned, put together, have not effected the life of man upon this earth as powerfully as this one solitary life.
Merry Christmas from Dr Chas, Miss Priss and Homestead Nutrition!