Sunday, August 10, 2014
He was born in a stable
In an obscure village;
From there He traveled
Less than 200 miles
He never won an election;
He never went to college;
He never owned a home;
He never had a lot of money.
He became a nomadic preacher;
Popular opinion turned against Him;
A close friend betrayed him,
And His other friends ran away.
He was unjustly condemned to death;
Crucified on a Cross among thieves;
On a hill overlooking the town dump,
And when dead, laid in a borrowed grave.
Twenty centuries have come and gone;
Empires have risen and fallen;
Mighty armies have marched,
And powerful rulers have reigned.
Yet, not one affected men as much as He,
He is the central figure of the human race;
He is the Messiah, the Son of God,