In his study at the Community Church in New York, once known as the Church of the Messiah, the Rev. John Haynes Holmes knit his brows over a sermon he was preparing for Christmastide. He had his notions about this man Jesus.
While choirs in a thousand naves of Christian churches throughout Manhattan lifted their voices in the ancient glad Noels, while bells in the towers quivered with anticipation of midnight chimes to herald the eternal rebirth of the Babe, Pastor Holmes took the platform.
The place to look for Jesus is in the Jewish...
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