Someone has said that Jesus came from the bosom of God into the bosom of a woman.
He put on humanity so that we can put on divinity.
He became Son of man so that we might become sons and daughters of God.
He was born contrary to the laws of nature, he lived in poverty, was reared in obscurity, and only once crossed the boundary of the land in which he was born—and that in his childhood, he traveled to Egypt.
He had no wealth or influence and had neither training nor education in the world’s schools.
His relatives were inconspicuous and uninfluential. In infancy he startled a king.
In boyhood he puzzled the learned doctors.
In manhood he ruled the course of nature.
He walked upon the billows and hushed the sea to sleep.
He healed the multitudes without medicine and made no charge for his services.
He never wrote a book, yet all the libraries of the world could not hold the books about him.
He never wrote a song, yet he has furnished the theme for more songs than all the songwriters together.
He never founded a college yet all the schools in the world cannot boast of as many students as he has.
He never practiced medicine yet he has healed more broken hearts than all the doctors who have healed broken bodies.
This Jesus Christ is the star of astronomy, the rock of geology, the lion and the lamb of zoology, the harmonizer of all discords and the healer of all diseases.
Throughout history great people have come and gone, yet he lives on.
Herod could not kill him.
Satan could not seduce him.
Death could not destroy him and the grave could not hold him