Spirituality for Today – December 2008 – Volume 13, Issue 5

Fourth Sunday of Advent – December 21, 2008

One Solitary Life

A photo of an Advent Wreath with 4 lighted candlesHe was born in an obscure village,
a child of a peasant woman.
He grew up in another obscure village
where he worked in a carpenter shop
until he was thirty.
Then for three years
he was an itinerant preacher.
He never had a family.
Or owned a home.
He never set foot inside a big city.
He never traveled two hundred miles
from the place he was born.
He never wrote a book
or held an office
He did none of the things
that usually accompany greatness.
While he was still a young man,
the tide of popular opinion
turned against him.
He was turned over to his enemies.
He went trough the mockery of a trial.
He was nailed to a cross
between two thieves.
While he was dying
his executioners gambled
for the only piece of property he had,
his coat.
When he was dead,
he was taken down
and laid in a borrowed grave.

Nineteen centuries have come and gone
and today he is still the central figure
for much of the human race.
All the armies that ever marched,
All the navies that ever sailed
And all the parliaments that ever sat
And all the kings that ever reigned
Put together
have not affected the life of man
Upon this earth
As powerfully as this
One Solitary Life.

After researching authorship of this piece we found it goes back to the book entitled "The Real Jesus and Other Sermons". The author's name is the Rev. James Allan Francis. Published in 1926 by Judson Press in Philadelphia (p. 123-124 "Arise Sir Knight!").