Our Suffering Prince...our Conquering King!

  
 
     
      For many years , The Los Angeles Times has refused to run certain "B.C." comic strips containing witty Christian messages during holiday seasons.

In March 1996, when the Times refused to run Johnny Hart's Palm Sunday strip, a national uproar ensued, reaching even the Washington, D.C., talk show circuit. The strip had Wiley—a brooding, poet-wannabe in B.C.'s cast of characters—sitting against a tree, tablet in hand, writing a poem entitled

"The Suffering Prince"

Picture yourself tied to a tree, condemned of the sins of eternity. Then picture a spear, parting the air, seeking your heart to cut your despair.

Suddenly—a knight, in armor of white, stands in the gap betwixt you and its flight, And shedding his 'armor of God' for you— bears the lance that runs him through. His heart has been pierced that yours may beat, and the blood of his corpse washes your feet.

Picture yourself in raiment white, cleansed by the blood of the lifeless knight. Never to mourn, the prince who was downed, For he is not lost! It is you who are found.

18For Christ also suffered once for sins, the righteous for the unrighteous, that he might bring us to God, being put to death in the flesh but made alive in the spirit, 19in which he went and proclaimed to the spirits in prison, 20because they formerly did not obey, when God’s patience waited in the days of Noah, while the ark was being prepared, in which a few, that is, eight persons, were brought safely through water. 21Baptism, which corresponds to this, now saves you, not as a removal of dirt from the body but as an appeal to God for a good conscience, through the resurrection of Jesus Christ, 22who has gone into heaven and is at the right hand of God, with angels, authorities, and powers having been subjected to him. (1 Peter 3:18-22).

The Suffering Prince, in actuality who is the Conquering King....

1. Brings us to God

2. Declared His Victory

3. Is Sovereign Lord!

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