March 1ST,
“For I could wish myself to be cursed by Christ so that my brothers and my kinfolks in my own family could be blessed” (Romans 9:3 RKJV).
It must have been a deafening silence that day in Rome at the Coliseum. A hush filled the air like no other. From a mere holy hermit in the desert to the unbelievable gladiatorial games in Rome this man would soon transform an entire nation by his act of courage and love for others. While most of the audience sat there bleeding in their own hearts for more blood and death this little holy hermit sat there stunned by such a slaughtering of human life. Having felt called by God from his desolate abode in the desert to sit midst 80,000 roaring fans, historians tell us Telemachus leaped right into the arena in between two raging gladiators. He was immediately tossed aside. Even the crowd began to stone this innocent nobody. But the little holy hermit insisted they not kill one another; so he jumped in between these fighting gladiators again. At the command of the emperor came the flashing swords in the sunlight from the gladiators. Telemachus was dead. Now his blood was spilt upon the floor of the great Roman Coliseum. But from that day forward Rome was changed. Never the same again! As word spread across this mighty nation about this holy man dying for the sake of human life and dignity, there were never again any gladiator games.
One person can make the difference in life. It doesn’t take an army. It doesn’t take thousands upon thousands. It doesn’t even require a Super Power. Not really. Just one. One, single person like Telemachus, or David Livingston, or Mother Theresa, or Nelson Mandela, or a poor Galilean Preacher can transform mankind, a church, a whole nation, and even the world. Look what this Apostle did for Christendom.
Friends with the Best,
Jason D. Lloyd
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