The Inconquerable Christ

(My Dad would read this with the song A Name I Highly Treasure played in the background)

The Inconquerable Christ


He came from the Father, to the bosom of a woman.
He put on humanity, that we might put on immortality.
He became the Son of Man that we might become the Sons of God.
He was in the world and the world was made by Him but the world knew Him not.
He came unto His own and His own received Him not;
but as many as received Him to them gave He the power to become the Sons of God, even to them that believed on His Name.
He came from heaven: where the winds never blow;
The rivers never freeze;
And the flowers never fail.
There they never call for a doctor, for no one is ever sick.
There are no undertakers and no graveyards; for no one ever dies, and no one is ever buried.
He was born contrary to the laws of nature:
Lived in poverty, and reared in obscurity;
Only once ever crossed the bounds of His homeland;
Yet in infancy He startled a king;
In boyhood He puzzled the 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 charges for His services;
He never marshaled an army, drafted a soldier, nor fired a gun;
Yet no leader had as many volunteers as He had.
He never wrote a book, yet all the libraries in the country could not hold the books that could be written about Him.
He never wrote a song, yet He has furnished the theme of more songs than all the songwriters combined.
He never founded a college, yet no institute could boast as many students as He had.
He is the Star of astronomy, the Rock of geology, the Harmonizer of all discord, and the Healer of all diseases.
Great men have come and gone, yet He lives on.
Herod could not kill Him;
Satan could not seduce Him;
And the Grave could not hold Him.
He laid aside his purple robe for a peasant’s gown.
He was rich, yet for our sakes He became poor.
How poor?
Ask Mary.
Ask the Wise Men.
He was born in another’s stable;
Sailed in another man’s boat;
Rode on another’s beast;
and was buried in another man’s tomb.

All men have failed, but not Him.
He is the Ever Perfect One,
the Chief among ten thousand.
He is the Altogether Lovely,
And He is MY Savior.