Picture the scene: You have just gone out on a limb for God. You have made a statement in public in the company of scoffers, or sophisticates, and it has laid a bomb. Maybe your comment is met with awkward silence. Maybe you catch a man casting a furtive glance across the room at his friend—a look of superiority, a mutual admiration society of two who consider themselves to live on a higher plane. Or maybe you are met with outright insult.
When I think of the sufferings of Christ I usually think of the nails and crown of thorns. I don’t usually think of the ridicule.
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