I read a book about him by Pearl S. Buck when I was a young teen...it made me cry. Later I was speaking with a friend about it, and quoted the book which said Mary ‘smelled a rose’ and became pregnant. My friend laughed and said that wasn’t true and it wasn’t how it happened.
I was disgusted. If the book lied about that, then what else did it lie about? I dismissed the whole thing.
Christians, learn from this: one little well-meaning lie DISCREDITS YOU as a witness.
When I was a seasoned age 42, hardly enough humanity left in me to form a corpse, I went on a quest for truth, and encountered truth incarnate. Jesus stepped out of history and into my life. First thing I did was search my life for every time I heard His name... groaning that I missed the opportunity.... my life was a waste up until that moment when I got up and sought mercy for myself.
It was His goodness that drew me too Him. I couldn’t help but fall in love because He loved me first.