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I’d like to share with you a story from my book, Ebenezer and Ninety-Eight Friends, as one of my Easter week entries. 

One day they led Him up Calvary’s mountain, One day they nailed Him to die on the tree.  Suffering anguish, despised and rejected, bearing our sins, my Redeemer is He!  From One Day, J. Wilbur Chapman, 1909

 One day …Jesus came forth to be born of a virgin.  O what a cute little baby.  Too bad he has to be born in that stinky barn.  It does look like his mom and dad love him.  I’m sure he’ll have a good life.  There’s a lot of commotion going on about him.  I wonder what makes him special.   No dignitary would be born in this place. 

One day they led him up Calvary’s mountain…Is that Jesus, the one we saw in that stable a little over 30 years ago when we went to pay our taxes?  It couldn’t be.  I thought he would rise to greatness in spite of his humble beginning.  What a disappointment.  What pain he must be in.  His poor mother!  I wonder what he did to deserve this.

One day…angels came down o’er his tomb to keep vigil.   Somebody suggested he might be the Messiah.   Obviously they were wrong.  He just died the death of a lowly criminal. 

One day the grave could conceal him no longer.  Somebody said that guy named Jesus is alive.  It can’t be true.  I know he died on that tree three days ago.   I was there, watching. 

One day the trumpet will sound for his coming!  It’s true.  That baby was the Messiah. He is the Messiah. They killed Him, but He didn’t stay dead.  I know.  I talked to Him.  I asked Him to take me with Him to His home.  He promised He would if I’d simply believe He is the Son of God.   I mentioned that awful stuff I’ve done.  He said that would be totally blotted off my record.  How could I not believe!  He has done everything He said He would do.  One day He will fulfill the last of His promises.  This kid from such humble beginning certainly did make good!


From about the sixth hour until the ninth hour darkness came over all the land l. About the ninth hour Jesus cried out in a loud voice, “Eloi, Eloi, lama sabachtani?” which means, My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?”

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Were the whole realm of nature mine, that were a present far too small:  Love so amazing, so divine, Demands my soul, my life, my all.  From When I Survey the Wondrous Cross, Isaac Watts

Let us fix our eyes on Jesus, the author and perfecter of our faith, who for the joy set before him endured the cross.  Hebrews 12:2

If Yosemite, Oregon, Colorado and a chunk of Northern New Mexico were mine, I’d still be lost without Jesus.

Let’s think on Jesus this Easter week.

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Man of Sorrows!”  What a name for the Son of God who came, Ruined sinners to reclaim!  Hallelujah what a Savior!    Man of Sorrows, Philip P. Bliss

Pretty likable looking bunch, don’t you think?  Truth is, every one of us is a ruined sinner whom Christ died to reclaim.  Hallelujah what a Savior!

I am the way and the truth and the life.  No one comes to the Father except through me.  Jesus.  (John 14:6)


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What wondrous love is this, O my soul, O my soul!  *What wondrous love is this, O my soul!  *What wondrous love is this that caused the Lord of bliss * To bear the dreadful curse for my soul, for my soul, *To bear the dreadful curse for my soul. 

Anyone who is hung on a tree is under God’s curse.  Deuteronomy 21:23

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