What Shall I Do With Jesus?
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JOSEPHUS WAS A Jewish historian. In his book of Antiquities of the Jews, Book XVIII, chapter III, he says, “Now, there was about this time Jesus, a wise man, for he was a doer of wonderful works, a teacher of such men as receive the truth with pleasure. He drew over to him both many of the Jews and many of the Gentiles. He was the Christ; and when Pilate, At the suggestion of the principal men among us, had condemned him to the cross, those that loved him at the first did not forsake him, for he appeared to them alive again the third day, as the divine prophets had foretold these and then thousand other wonderful things concerning him; and the tribe of Christians, so named for him are not extinct today.”
Jesus was born in a village stable. No birth could be lowlier. Possessed of profound wisdom, He had but meager education. No wife, no child; yet He showed each lonely heart its deepest need.
For years He grew and learned His simple trade, shaping the native wood to serve the wants of home and craft.
Three years he wandered, teaching, shaping the native hearts to service of truth and love. He was never more than a few dozen miles from the place of His birth.
He held no earthly rank or office, wrote no book, no song; painted no picture, built no monument.
His native land was ruled by conquerors and foreign legions. While still in the flush of youth, His own people turned against this Man who strangely taught that evil can only be overcome with good.
He was betrayed for thirty pieces of sliver by one He had befriended. He was denied by His close friend, and deserted by many others.
One dark hour He knelt in the garden, His home of decision.
He gave Himself over to His enemies, was tried and condemned in mockery, spat upon and lashed; nailed to a cross between two thieves.
He died asking forgiveness for His persecutors while executioners gambled for one of His few earthly possessions – His vesture.
A Borrowed Tomb
Nearly two thousand years have passed, and no one has reigned or wrought, or served, or dreamed who has so touched and molded human life.
He is the ideal – the example – who has inspired the noblest and humblest lives – the unalterable, wholesome influence in a world of blood and tears.
He who had few real friends would be a friend of all. Homeless, He dwells in countless homes. Books on His life fill libraries. His Gospel covers the earth. Songs and music in His fraise fill the heavens. Pictures, spires and monuments proclaim His influence. Scholars, illiterates, rich men, and beggars rulers, and slaves – all are measured by His life.
In a Roman court nearly twenty centuries ago Pontius Pilate asked of the multitude demanding the death of this young Galilean: “I find no fault in him. What shall I do with Jesus?”
Today each troubled heart must meet the challenge. The question is before us, “What shall I do with Jesus?” – Selected
When Jesus was Crucified
What Shall I do with Jesus?
This is the question which must be answered by each individual for
himself. No one can answer for another.
Jesus stands before you today. The way you answer this question now
may well determine what Jesus does with you when you stand before Him in
Judgment. What is you answer?
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