There's a Crack in Your Armor Perry Stone

Christ fed (Matt. 14:19–21), or the seventy men He called to go forth and heal the sick and cast out devils (Luke 10:1)? It’s easier to receive a blessing than to impart a blessing. What happened to the multitudes who were crying Hosanna and waving palms, when Jesus is now in the crisis point of His life, about to hang between heaven and earth, forsaken by all men except His favorite disciple and His mother, both who stood at the cross (John 19:26–27)? Christ was strong, wise, bold, and anointed. To Christ’s casual followers, things were not supposed to end with His violent death! According to the wise men, wasn’t He born the King of the Jews (Matt. 2:2)? Where is this King’s bodyguards, this King’s army, this King’s secret angelic rescue team to provide a way of escape from the death sentence Christ faced? His birth gained the attention of heaven as angels sang and a loving visitation by common shepherds who had been watching their flocks but were now coming to view the infant destined to become the Great Shepherd. As a King He was visited by wise men with expensive gifts, but as a human His birth occurred in a stable. He could walk on water with His divinity, but His own sweat became as blood in His humanity. The multitudes forsook Him when they discovered that His miraculous power did not deliver Him from His own enemies. The same is true with a minister of the gospel. When his own preaching cannot deliver him from his personal “demons,” then the congregation disperses, cuts off the sound system, and turns off the lights, moving on to another shepherd in another pasture. The wounded sheep are heard bleating out, “He didn’t practice what he preached,” or “He was a hypocrite.” Instead