
And then it happened. There is some logic in confronting a priest in the Temple. But then He sent messengers and messages to a girl in Nazareth, a baby in his elderly mother's womb, a man in a dream. And one night that group of shepherds saw Him rip open the night sky to confront them with a still-remembered message and a glimpse of an angel-filled Heaven.
And then, after a short human lifespan, He blew the stone door off of a rock-hewn tomb.
And then, spiritual fire in a roomful of praying folks in Jerusalem who went out and changed a street crowd into a Church. Then knocked Saul of Tarsus off his horse and blazed a message across the Roman world; and gave a prisoner at hard labor on a small island a vision of ultimate triumph.
Echoes of that day still reverberate in human history. He spoke to Patrick on a mountain in Ireland, Augustine in a garden, Francis in a ruined chapel in Assisi, Martin Luther in a German monastery, Adoniram Judson on a boat to Burma, David Livingstone in the heart of Africa, William Wilberforce before the Parliament in London, and ....
He still speaks, if we are willing to listen.
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