Some twenty centuries ago there was a Man
born contrary to the laws of life.

His death was also contrary to the laws of death.

John 1:1-4 & 14
In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God,
and the Word was God.
2 The same was in the beginning with God.
3 All things were made by him; and without him was not any
thing made that was made.
4 In him was life; and the life was the light of men.
14 And the Word was made flesh, and dwelt among us,
(and we beheld his glory, the glory as of the only begotten
of the Father,) full of grace and truth.

Light from the Word.

He lived without great wealth; neither did he have social prestige.
In infancy He startled a king; in childhood He puzzled doctors;
in manhood He ruled the course of nature, walked upon the
waves as pavements, and hushed the sea to sleep.

He had no cornfields or fisheries, but He could spread a table for
five thousand and have bread and fish to spare.
He healed the multitudes without medicine and made no charge
for His service.

He never wrote a book, yet all the libraries of the country could
not hold all the books that have been written about Him.
He never wrote a song, yet He has furnished the theme for more
songs than all the songwriters combined.
He never founded a college, but all the schools together cannot
boast of having as many students.
He never practiced psychiatry, yet He has healed more broken
hearts than all the doctors far and near.
He had no medical degree, but He healed people just by speaking!

When He died few men mourned.
But a black crepe was hung over the sun.
Though men trembled not for their sins, the earth beneath them
shook under the load!

All nature honored Him.
Corruption could not get hold of His body.
The soil that had been reddened with His blood could not claim
His dust.
Death could not bind Him.
The tomb could not hold Him.

Behold what manner of man is this!

Love ya!
Bro. Bruce