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Napoleon Bonaparte was the Emperor of France at the beginning of the 19th century. He led France’s armies to victory after victory, often defeating armies whose numbers where far superior to his own. For a time, Napoleon was the most powerful man in the world. To this day, he is regarded as one of the most skilled, brilliant leaders of all time. And this is what he has to say about Jesus Christ.
“I know men and I tell you that Jesus Christ is no mere man. Between Him and every other person in the world there is no possible term of comparison. Alexander, Caesar, Charlemagne, and I have founded empires. But on what did we rest the creation of our genius? Upon force. Jesus Christ founded His empire upon love; and at this hour millions of men would die for Him.
What a conqueror!–a conqueror who controls humanity at will, and wins to himself not only one nation, but the whole human race. What a marvel! He attaches to himself the human soul with all its energies. And how? By a miracle which surpasses all others. He claims the love of men–that is to say, the most difficult thing in the world to obtain; that which the wisest of men cannot force from his truest friend, that which no father can compel from his children, no wife from her husband, no brother from his brother–the heart. He claims it ; he requires it absolutely and undividedly, and he obtains it instantly.
Alexander, Caesar, Hannibal, Louis XIV strove in vain to secure this. They conquered the world, yet they had not a single friend, or at all events, they have none any more. Christ speaks, however, and from that moment all generations belong to him; and they are joined to him much more closely than by any ties of blood and by a much more intimate, sacred and powerful communion. He kindles the flame of love which causes one’s self-love to die, and triumphs over every other love. Why should we not recognize in this miracle of love the eternal Word which created the world? The other founders of religions had not the least conception of this mystic love which forms the essence of Christianity.
I have filled multitudes with such passionate devotion that they went to death for me. But God forbid that I should compare the enthusiasm of my soldiers with Christian love. They are as unlike as their causes. In my case, my presence was always necessary, the electric effect of my glance, my voice, my words, to kindle fire in their hearts. And I certainly posses personally the secret of that magic power of taking by storm the sentiments of men; but I was not able to communicate that power to anyone. None of my generals ever learned it from me or found it out. Moreover, I myself do not possess the secret of perpetuating my name and a love for me in their hearts for ever, and to work miracles in them without material means.
Now that I languish here at St Helena, chained upon this rock, who fights, who conquers empires for me? Who still even thinks of me? Who interests himself for me in Europe? Who has remained true to me? That is the fate of all great men. It was the fate of Alexander and Caesar, as it is my own. We are forgotten, and the names of the mightiest conquerors and most illustrious emperors are soon only the subject of a schoolboy’s talks. Our exploits come under the rod of a pedantic schoolmaster, who praises or condemns us as he likes.
What an abyss exists between my profound misery and the eternal reign of Christ, who is preached, loved, and worshipped, and live on throughout the entire world. Is this to die? Is it not rather to live eternally? The death of Christ! It is the death of a God.”
So to Napoleon, Jesus was the ultimate conqueror. The King of Kings, and Lord of Lords. But He did not conquer by force. Jesus is also the Prince of Peace, and His conquest was one of love. As Napoleon says, every leader who founded an empire tried, through force and over many years, to accomplish what Jesus did with a few words and love. The unswerving devotion of millions, even long after He was no longer walking the Earth.
Next up: Mahatma Gandhi
February 14th. The day of St. Valentine. A day when the corporate world can pawn off cheap chocolates and cards on the unsuspecting masses for far more than they are worth. A day when couples feel like they have the right to unrestricted Public Display of Affection and when single people feel neglected and alone, and often scorned for being single.
There are so many girls who don’t feel loved in this world–a shameful amount–and Valentine’s Day only makes it worse. So this post is for all the single girls out there, and even the ones in relationships who don’t feel loved.
Girls, first of all, you shouldn’t feel bad about being single. It doesn’t mean you’re any less deserving or less beautiful or less wonderful. I want to share a quote with you before I start ranting.
“Girls are like apples…the best ones are at the top of the trees. The boys don’t want to reach for the good ones because they are afraid of falling and getting hurt. Instead, they just get the rotten apples that are on the ground that aren’t as good, but easy. So the apples at the top think there is something wrong with them, when, in reality, they are amazing. They just have to wait for the right boy to come along, the one who’s brave enough to climb all the way to the top of the tree…”
― Pete Wentz
This is so true. Just because the first guys that come along aren’t willing to try for you doesn’t mean you’re not worth it. And just because no guy has hit on you doesn’t mean you aren’t loved, even if you live in a broken home. God loves you, and so do I.
Another thing: never for a moment think you’re anything less than beautiful. Each and every girl is a magnificent, unique creation, and you need to think of yourselves that way. Simply put: You are beautiful.
And you know what? You don’t need to wear lots of makeup to be beautiful. I’ve seen girls at school, and I thought they were good-looking, but nothing spectacular. Then one day, they come to school looking absolutely gorgeous, and I comment on it to them. It turns out, they were rushed out of the house and didn’t get to put on their makeup or anything.
All the time I saw them before, they were wearing so much makeup that it hid their natural beauty. Girls all have an inner beauty, and it shines out through them. The more makeup they wear, the harder it is to see.
I guess that’s all I have to say. Just.. Believe me. You’re all beautiful.