Bret Harte—the author not the wrestler—tells the story of Roaring Camp, in his short story called “The Luck of Roaring Camp”
Roaring Camp was supposed to be, according to the story, the meanest, toughest mining town in the entire West.
More murders and more thefts occurred at Roaring Camp then at any other place.
It was a place inhabited entirely by men, and one woman who tried to serve them all. Her name was Cherokee Sal. And she died while giving birth to a baby.
The men took that baby, and they put him in a box with some old rags under him.
When they looked at him, they decided that didn't look right, so they sent one of the men eighty miles to buy a rosewood cradle.
He brought the cradle back, and they put the rags and the baby in the rosewood cradle. But the rags didn't look right there.
So they sent another man to Sacramento, and he came back with some beautiful silk and lace blankets.
And they put the baby, wrapped around with those blankets, in the rosewood cradle.
It looked fine until someone happened to notice that the floor was filthy. So these hardened, tough men got down on their hands and knees, and scrubbed that floor until it was clean.
Of course, what that did was to make the walls and the ceiling and the dirty windows without curtains look absolutely terrible. So they washed down the walls and the ceiling, and they put curtains on the windows.
Now things were beginning to look as they thought they should look.
But of course, they had to give up a lot of their fighting, because the baby slept a lot and babies can't sleep during a brawl.
Soon the whole temperature of Roaring Camp seemed to go down.
These men used to take the baby out and set him by the entrance to the mine so they could see him when they came up.
Then somebody noticed what a dirty place that was, so they planted flowers, and they made a nice garden there.
They would bring the baby shiny little stones and things that they would find in the mine.
But when they would put their hands down next to the baby, their hands looked so dirty.
Pretty soon the general store was all sold out of soap and shaving gear and perfume...
The baby, you see, changed everything.
Just as this baby changed these rough and tough men, the Baby that was born in a manger over 2000 years ago has also come to change our world.
John wrote the following: “The Word became flesh and dwelt among us.” (John 1:14)
Author and Pastor Max Lucado, in his book Next Door Saviour, writes: “a just-God Jesus could make us, but not understand us. A just-man Jesus could love us, but never save us. Jesus was not a godlike man, not a manlike God. He was God-man.”
God stuffed Himself into a Baby and lived among us to make it possible for us to dwell with Him in heaven now and for all eternity. Will your life be changed by the coming of this God-Man
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