Jesus Christ
“More than nineteen hundred years ago, there was a man born contrary to the laws of life. This man lived in poverty and was reared in obscurity. He did not travel extensively. Only once did he cross the boundaries of the country in which he lived, and that was during his exile in childhood.”
“He possessed neither wealth nor influence. His relatives were inconspicuous. In infancy he startled a king. In childhood he puzzled lawyers. In manhood he ruled the course of nature, and he hushed the seas to sleep. He healed the multitudes without medicine and made no charge for his service.”
“He never wrote a book, and yet all the libraries of the world 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 the songwriters combined.”
“Once each week all over the world, wheels of commerce cease their turning and multitudes wind their way to worshiping assemblies to pay homage and respect to him.”
“The names of past proud statesmen of Greece and Rome have come and gone. The names of past scientist, philosophers and theologians have come and gone. But the name of this man abounds more and more. Though time has spread nineteen hundred years between people of this generation and the scene of his crucifixion, yet he still lives.” “Herod could not destroy him. The grave could not hold him. He stands forth upon then highest pinnacle of heavenly glory proclaimed by God, acknowledge by angels, adored by saints, feared by the evil one as the one living, personal, incomparable Jesus Christ.”
Robert Sturm