Son, Servant and Savior

Jesus and children

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Mt. 16:13, 16

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The Incomparable Christ


Almost two thousand 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 boundary of the country in which
He lived; that was during His childhood exile.

He possessed neither wealth nor influence. His relatives were
inconspicuous, and had neither training nor formal education.
In infancy He startled a king; in childhood He puzzled doctors;
in manhood He ruled the course of nature, walked upon the
billows as if pavement, and hushed the sea 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 country 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 than all the songwriters combined. He never founded a
college, but all the schools put together cannot boast of having
as many students. He never practiced medicine, and yet He has
healed more broken hearts than all the doctors far and near.

Every seventh day the wheels of commerce cease their turning
and multitudes wend their way to worshipping assemblies to
pay homage and respect to Him.

The names of the past proud statesmen of Greece and Rome have
come and gone. The names of past scientists, philosophers,
and theologians have come and gone; but the name of the Man
abounds more and more.

Though time has spread two thousand years between the people
of this generation and the scene of His crucifixion, yet He
still lives. Herod could not destroy Him, and the grave could
not hold Him. He stands in heavenly glory, proclaimed of God,
as the living, personal Christ, our Lord and Saviour.

~ Author Unknown ~


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2 Corinthians 5:21

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One Guy Didn't


Three guys were tried for crimes against humanity.
Two guys committed crimes.
One guy didn't.

Three guys were given government trials.
Two guys had fair trials.
One guy didn't.

Three guys were whipped and beaten.
Two guys had it coming.
One guy didn't.

Three guys were given crosses to carry.
Two guys earned their crosses.
One guy didn't.

Three guys were mocked and spit at along the way.
Two guys cursed and spit back.
One guy didn't.

Three guys were nailed to crosses.
Two guys deserved it.
One guy didn't.

Three guys agonized over their abandonment.
Two guys had reason to be abandoned.
One guy didn't.

Three guys talked while hanging on their crosses.
Two guys argued.
One guy didn't.

Three guys knew death was coming.
Two guys resisted.
One guy didn't.

One.
Two.
Three guys died on three crosses.

Three days later.
Two guys remained in their graves.
One guy didn't.

~ Author Unknown ~


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Mark 9:31

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The Empty Egg


Jeremy was born with a twisted body, a slow mind, and a chronic,
terminal illness that had been slowly killing him all his young
life. Still, his parents had tried to give him as normal a life
as possible and had sent him to St. Theresa's Elementary School.

At the age of 12, Jeremy was only in second grade, seemingly unable
to learn. His teacher, Doris Miller, often became exasperated
with him. He would squirm in his seat, drool and make grunting
noises. At other times, he spoke clearly and distinctly, as if a
spot of light had penetrated the darkness of his brain. Most of the
time, however, Jeremy irritated his teacher. One day, she called his
parents and asked them to come to St. Teresa's for a consultation.

As the Forresters sat quietly in the empty classroom, Doris said to
them, "Jeremy really belongs in a special school. It isn't fair to him
to be with younger children who don't have learning problems. Why,
there is a five-year gap between his age and that of the other students!"

Mrs. Forrester cried softly into a tissue while her husband spoke.
"Miss Miller," he said, "there is no school of that kind nearby. It
would be a terrible shock for Jeremy if we had to take him out of
this school. We know he really likes it here."

Doris sat for a long time after they left, staring at the snow outside
the window. Its coldness seemed to seep into her soul. She wanted to
sympathize with the Forresters. After all, their only child had a
terminal illness. But it wasn't fair to keep him in her class. She had
18 other youngsters to teach, and Jeremy was a distraction. Furthermore,
he would never learn to read and write. Why waste any more time trying?

As she pondered the situation, guilt washed over her. "Oh God," she
said aloud, "here I am complaining when my problems are nothing compared
with that poor family! Please help me to be more patient with Jeremy."

From that day on, she tried hard to ignore Jeremy's noises and his blank
stares. Then one day he limped to her desk, dragging his bad leg behind him.
"I love you, Miss Miller," he exclaimed, loud enough for the whole class
to hear. The other students snickered, and Doris's face turned red. She
stammered, "Wh-why, that's very nice, Jeremy. Now please take your seat."

Spring came, and the children talked excitedly about the coming of Easter.
Doris told them the story of Jesus, and then to emphasize the idea of new
life springing forth, she gave each of the children a large plastic egg.
"Now," she said to them, "I want you to take this home and bring it back
tomorrow with something inside that shows new life. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Miss Miller!" the children responded enthusiastically -- all except
for Jeremy. He just listened intently, his eyes never left her face. He
did not even make his usual noises. Had he understood what she had said
about Jesus' death and resurrection? Did he understand the assignment?
Perhaps she should call his parents and explain the project to them.

That evening, Doris's kitchen sink stopped up. She called the landlord
and waited an hour for him to come by and unclog it. After that, she still
had to shop for groceries, iron a blouse, and prepare a vocabulary test
for the next day. She completely forgot about phoning Jeremy's parents.

The next morning, 19 children came to school, laughing and talking as
they placed their eggs in the large wicker basket on Miss Miller's desk.
After they completed their math lesson, it was time to open the eggs.
In the first egg, Doris found a flower. "Oh yes, a flower is certainly
a sign of new life," she said. "When plants peek through the ground,
we know that spring is here." A small girl in the first row waved her
"That's my egg, Miss Miller," she called out.

The next egg contained a plastic butterfly, which looked very real.
Doris held it up. "We all know that a caterpillar changes and grows into
a beautiful butterfly. Yes, that is new life, too" Little Judy smiled
proudly and said, "Miss Miller, that one is mine!"

Next, Doris found a rock with moss on it. She explained that moss, too,
showed life. Billy spoke up from the back of the classroom. "My daddy
helped me!" he beamed.

Then Doris opened the fourth egg. She gasped. The egg was empty! Surely
it must be Jeremy's, she thought, and, of course, he did not understand
her instructions. If only she had not forgotten to phone his parents.
Because she did not want to embarrass him, she quietly set the egg aside
and reached for another.

Suddenly Jeremy spoke up. "Miss Miller, aren't you going to talk about
my egg?" Flustered, Doris replied, "But Jeremy -- your egg is empty!"
He looked into her eyes and said softly, "Yes, but Jesus's tomb was empty
too!" Time stopped. When she could speak again, Doris asked him, "Do you
know why the tomb was empty?" "Oh, yes!" Jeremy exclaimed. "Jesus was
killed and put in there. Then his Father raised him up!"

The recess bell rang. While the children excitedly ran out to the school
yard, Doris cried. The cold inside her melted completely away. Three
months later, Jeremy died. Those who paid their respects at the mortuary
were surprised to see 19 eggs on top of his casket, all of them empty.
May the Easter Eggs of all your friends and family be empty, too.

~ Author Unknown ~


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2 Corinthians 6:2

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If you have not yet made a decision to accept Christ as your Lord
and Savior, won't you do so today? He is waiting for you. All you
need to do is admit that you are a sinner, repent of your sins and
ask Him to come into your heart and be Lord of your life. It is as
simple as that. You can decide today where you will spend eternity.
God bless you.


1 John 4:15


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