Just imagine, a baby born in an obscure village. A child born of a peasant woman. He had nowhere to lay His head. He had no house to be born in a no cradle to be rocked in. He had to work in a carpenter’s shop until He was 30. He spent 3 years as an itinerant preacher. He never wrote a book or held public office. He never married and had a family of His own. He never owned his own home. He never went to college or even visited a big city. He never travelled more than 200 miles from His hometown. As far as what the world would consider greatness – He didn’t fit the mold. His only credential was Himself. At the age of 33, public opinion changed on Him and He was condemned to be crucified. He was nailed to a cross between two thieves. While He was dying, His enemies were playing games at His feet to see who would win His clothes. He had to be buried in a borrowed tomb.
Yet, here we are – 20 centuries later. During these 20 centuries, man has gone from the lowest depths of despair to landing on the moon. Kings and Queens have come and gone. There have been literally thousands of political leaders over these 20 centuries, yet no one has had the impact on mankind that this baby, born in a manager has had.
All the armies that have ever marched, all the navies that have ever sailed, all the rulers that have ever ruled, all the religions that have ever existed have not impacted humanity or HIStory like this baby born in obscurity. Yet He said of us, “. . . The works that I do, you will do , and greater works than these shall you do . . .” (John 14:12). Can you only imagine?
Fighting for My Pea Patch 