If you ever have the chance to, please read Jesus, The Man Who Lives by the late Malcolm Muggeridge. My grandparents loved to listen to him years ago. Although he was an atheist they found themselves thoroughly enjoying him. Several years after my grandfather passed away my grandmother was looking through a book catalog and found this book. She was shocked to say the least.
When she gave me the book years later I was going to read it. I never did. I brought it back with me after our trip home in December and started reading it this today. I love this book! I'm barely a chapter into it and just can't get enough. I must share a bit of it with you. OK, I could easily type the whole chapter I've read so far, but due to our current administration felt that this bit would have the honor.
"In humanistic times like ours, a contemporary virgin-assuming there are any such- would regard a message from the Angel Gabriel that she might expect to give birth to a son to be called the Son of the Highest as ill-tidings of great sorrow and a slur on the local family-planning centre. It is, in point of fact, extremely improbable, under existing conditions, that Jesus would have been permitted to be born at all. Mary's pregnancy, in poor circumstances, and with the father unknown, would have been an obvious case for aboirtion; and her talk of having conceived as a result of the intervention of the Holy Ghost would have pointed to the need for psychiatric treatment, and made the case for terminating her pregnancy even stronger. Thus our generation, needing a Saviour more, perhaps than any that has ever existed, would be too humane to allow one to be born; too enlightened to permit the Light of the World to shine in a darkness that grows ever more oppressive."
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