Born in an obscure village, he was the child of a peasant woman. He worked in a carpenter shop until he was thirty years old. And then for three years he traveled around the country, stopping long enough to talk and listen to people and help where he could. He never wrote a book. He never had a hit record. He never went to college. He never ran for public office. He never had a family or owned a house. He never did any of the things that usually accompany greatness. He had no credentials but himself.
When he was only thirty-three years old, the tide of public opinion turned against him and many of his friends rejected him. When he was arrested, very few wanted anything to do with him. After the trial, he was executed by the state along with admitted thieves. Only because a generous friend offered his own grave was there any place to bury him.
This all happened twenty centuries ago and yet today he is the leading figure of the human race and the ultimate example of love.
It is no exaggeration to say that all the armies that have ever marched, all the navies that have ever set sail, all the rulers that have ever ruled, all the kings that have ever reigned on this earth, all put together have not affected the life of people on earth like this
One Solitary Life.
A favorite tradition in the Crowe family is sharing this reading at the table on Christmas Eve. Grandma Lin (Jon’s mom) saw this in a newspaper when she and Buckle (Jon’s dad) were newly married. It is an adaptation from a 1926 sermon by Dr. James Allen Francis. Have a great Christmas this year as you share with your family.
Anneke Crowe, Children’s Ministry Director