Many years ago, in a small town in a dirty barn, lay a manger. In this manger lay a baby. This baby wasn't ordinary. He was to be called King of Kings, Lord of Lords, Prince of Peace. He was going to grow up healing the sick, calming raging storms, making the lame walk, and providing hope for all nations. Yet after all this, people were going to hate him, beat him, whip him, place a crown of thorns on his head, and nail him on a cross. They would gamble for his clothes, then leave him hanging there to die. Beaten, brusied, and neglected, the Kings of Kings died on the cross. They placed him in a borrowed tomb. Three days later, he rose from the dead in the miracle of all miracles.
The innocent baby laying in a manger and the bloodied man hanging on a cross saved your life. Now give back it to Him.
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