The trees outside have just started to drop their Autumn leaves the past few days and walking through them tonight whilst walking Jake their melancholy presence matched my mood. It's been a long week.

I had a dinner party on Thursday night in which a conversation cropped up between three of us as to why one participant did not Believe. Simply, it was this: I like the morality of Christianity, the standards of servanthood and generosity are those that I aspire to. I reckon there is something higher out there than us humans, but if there is, and I live my life as good as I can, obey the ten commandments, I reckon it'll be good enough.

Walking in after my walk, pondering on this conversation, the falling leaves and the fact of a farewell party tonight for the said conversant which I won't be attending I heard the following song playing on my iTunes:

Oh the best I have to give is not enough for me to live, that's why I thank you, I thank you for the cross. Bleeding hands have paved the way, it's not enough for me to say, but I thank you, I thank you for the cross.

I pray for my friend, that some day he might know the love and reality of Jesus. The "remarkable, supernatural love" that Napoleon speaks of in the following quote (found within Jesus Among Other Gods page 149 on Google Books:

Yet, in an extraordinarily staggering statement about Jesus Christ, Napoleon said something that is almost unexcelled by any political leader. I quote it at length because of its incredible insight. ... Napoleon expressed these thoughts while he was exiled on the rock of St. Helena. There, the conqueror of civilized Europe had time to reflect on the measure of his accomplishments. He called Count Montholon to his side and asked him, "Can you tell me who Jesus Christ was?" The count declined to respond. Napoleon countered:

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Well then, I will tell you. Alexander, Caesar, Charlemagne and I myself have founded great empires; but upon what did these creations of our genius depend? Upon force. Jesus alone founded His empire upon love, and to this very day millions will die for Him.... I think I understand something of human nature; and I tell you, all these were men, and I am a man: none else is like Him; Jesus Christ was more than man.... I have inspired multitudes with such an enthusiastic devotion that they would have died for me.... but to do this it was necessary that I should be visibly present with the electric influence of my looks, my words, of my voice. When I saw men and spoke to them, I lighted up the flame of self-devotion in their hearts.... Christ alone has succeeded in so raising the mind of man toward the unseen, that it becomes insensible to the barriers of time and space. Across a chasm of eighteen hundred years, Jesus Christ makes a demand which is beyond all others to satisfy; He asks for that which a philosopher may seek in vain at the hands of his friends, or a father of his children, or a bride of her spouse, or a man of his brother. He asks for the human heart; He will have it entirely to Himself. He demands it unconditionally; and forthwith His demand is granted. Wonderful! In defiance of time and space, the soul of man, with all its powers and faculties, becomes an annexation to the empire of Christ. All who sincerely believe in Him, experience that remarkable, supernatural love toward Him. This phenomenon is accountable; it is altogether beyond the scope of man's creative powers. Time, the great destroyer, is powerless to extinguish this sacred flame; time can neither exhaust its strength nor put a limit to its range. This is it, which strikes me most; I have often thought of it. This is which proves to me quite convincingly the Divinity of Jesus Christ.