The only game in the town; Jesus

The expansive wisdom of Wisemen buttressed them from the pensive mood of maladaptive Herod.

It made them keen to and kin of God.

The expensive idea mooted by forked tongue Herod did not stop the Messiah’s marvellously majestic march.

The Messiah mesmerized Herod and his cahoots, messed up their plans and marred their egos.

And when it came the time for crucifixion, which was to our fructification, those around gnashed their teeth as they cried incessantly ‘crucify him…’

They were out of their gourd. How can dare bay for the blood of the only one with words of life?

The fact that they went against the grain of natural Justice is grody to the max.

Against all purposes and intents of evil men, the grim reaper was ripped apart; for He entered the dark places and lit the destructive death fire.

And when he came out, all that was said by evil men was just but hot air. But hot on the heels was the good news spread by eyewitnesses who were hot to trot. Without hum and haw, the naysayers had to drop their fake narrative like a hot potato.

This is the message we broadcast, of the only man in town. And we are no under an illusion, for everything can be examined and proven. The sceptics’ jig is up, and this stubborn truth set their knickers in a twist. And the only man in town is…Jesus!

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