The following essay is well-known in the Christian world and though original authorship is uncertain, it was quoted, in a sermon, by a Dr. James A Francis about 1926.
Here is a man, born in an obscure 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 went to college. He never set his foot inside a large city. He never traveled two-hundred miles from the place where He was born. He never did any 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 betrayed him. Another denied him. He was tuned over to his enemies an wet 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 had on earth — His robe. When he was dead, he was taken down and laid in a borrowed grave through the pity of a friend.
Twenty long centuries have come and gone an today– He is the centerpiece of the human race; the leader of the column of progress. I am well within the mark when I say that all the armies that ever marched, all the navies that ever were built, all the parliaments that ever sat. and all the kings who ever reigned– put together, have not affected the life of man upon earth as powerfully as has this one solitary life.
The Lord Jesus Christ said, “Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for righteousness, for they shall be filled.” Matthew’s Gospel 5:6.
As a young man, an American sailor, I trusted Jesus Christ to take away my sins and to use my life for His glory. I pray you will do the same thing. I know this: if you do, you will never be sorry.
Pastor Ken Pierpont firstname.lastname@example.org