The Incomparable Christ

But He was wounded for our transgressions; He was bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace was upon Him; and with His stripes we are healed. -Isaiah53:5

He came from the bosom of the Father to the bosom of a woman. He put on humanity that we might put on divinity. He became Som of Man that we might become sons of God.

He was born in a supernatural way, lived on poverty, reared in obsurity. Only once crossed the boundary of the land, in childhood. He had no wealth nor influence, and no college education; yet the profoundest wisdom of men has never equalled His last discourses in John 13 to 17, and the sermon on the mount. "Never man spake like this man."

His relatives were inconspicuous and uninfluential. In infancy He startled a king; in boyhood He puzzled the doctors; even at twelve years of age proving He was far in advance of the theologians, for He was taught of God; in manhood He ruled the elements, so that He could defy the laws of gravitation by walking on the water, and quiet the raging sea. He healed the multitudes without medicine, and made no charge for His services.

He never wrote a book, yet not all the libraries of the country could hold the books that have been written about Him. He never wrote a song, yet He was furnished the theme of more songs than all song writers combined. He never founded a college, yet all the schools together cannot boast of as many students as He has.

He never marshalled an army, drafted a soldier, nor fired a gun, yet no leader ever made more volunteers,who have under His orders made rebels stack arms or surrender without a shot being fired.

Great men have come and gone, yet He lives on, Herod could not kill HIM, Satan could not seduce HIM, Death could not destry Him, the grave could not hold Him, and even demons obeyed Him. He fed the hungry multitudes with a boy's little lunch, broke up funerals, and gave back to life those that were dead.

He laid aside His purple rode for a peasant's gown. He was rich, yet for oursakes he became poor. Ask the Wise Men. He slept in another's manger; He cruised the lake in another's boat. He rode on a borrowed beast. He was buried in a rich man's tomb.

He conquered death, rose on the third day as He said He would, ascended into heaven with power and great glory for His own born-again, blood-bought ones to be forever with Him according to promise after which He will judge the world in righteousness, when every knee shall bow to Him and every tongue shall confess Him as Lord. His friends gladly, but His enemies seeking for a place to hide from His face. (Rev. 6:15).

The ever Perfect One- He is the Chief among ten thousand, the only One who can satify the soul and give everlasting LIFE to those who have it not.

HE IS ALTOGETHER LOVELY,

and He is MY Savior.

** Fields Family BE BLESSED**