More than 2000 years ago there was a man born contrary to the laws of nature. This man lived in poverty and was raised on obscurity.
Only once did He cross the boundaries of the country in which He lived and that was during an exile in childhood.
In infancy He startled a king; in childhood He puzzled the doctor’s of law; in manhood He ruled the course of nature; walked upon the billows as if on pavement, and hushed the sea to sleep.
He never wrote a book, and yet all the libraries of the country could not hold the books that have been written about Him.
He never wrote a song, and yet He has furnished the theme for more songs than all songwriters combined.
He never founded a college, but all of the schools put together cannot boast of having as many students.
The names of past, proven statesmen of Greece and Rome have come and gone. The names of past scientists, philosophers and theologians have come and gone; but the name of this man abounds more and more.
Though time has spread more than 2000 years between the people of this generation and the scene of His crucifixion, yet He still lives!
Herod could not destroy Him and the grave could not hold Him. He stands forth as the highest pinnacle of heavenly glory. Proclaimed of God, acknowledged by angels, adored by saints and feared by devils, as the living, personal Christ, our Lord, our Savior and our God.