A Reading Version of One Solitary Life
(the original version by Dr. James Allan Francis)
Let us turn now to the story.
A child is born in an obscure village. He grew up in still another village where he worked in a carpenters shop until he was thirty. For three years he was an itinerant preacher;
He never wrote a book
He never held an office
He never raises an army
He never has a family of his own
He never owns a home
He never goes to college
He never travels two hundred miles from the place where he was born
While still a young man, the tide of public opinion turned against him
He was turned over to his enemies
He goes through the mockery of a trial
He is nailed to a cross between two thieves
His executioners gambled for his clothing, the only property he owned
When he was dead, he was laid in a borrowed grave
Those are the facts of this human life. He rises from the dead and today we look back across nineteen hundred years and ask what was his influence across the centuries?
When we try to sum it up;
All the armies that ever marched
All the parliaments that ever sat
All the kings that ever reigned
Can not compare in their influence on mankind as this One Solitary Life.