One Solitary Life

Here is a man who was born in an obscure village as the child of a peasant woman. He grew up in another obscure village. He worked in a carpenter shop until he was thirty and then for three years was an itinerant preacher. He never wrote a book. He never held an office. He…

Unlikely Ambassadors

It was an ordinary night, dark and quiet and clear. The dust-covered shepherds were standing around a small fire, talking about their day. They smelled like dirty sheep. As they talked, they looked around occasionally for wolves, thieves or other predators who might try to sneak into their sheepfold and steal some lambs. The oldest…

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