... the 100-yard dash. The starting gun was fired, and they were off -- all except one, who stumbled and fell, and tumbled over a couple of times and began to cry. The other eight heard him, and turned back to help him. One girl with Down's Syndrome bent over and kissed him and said, "This will make it better." Then all nine handicapped children linked arms and walked together to the finish line. The stadium crowd stood and cheered and cheered and cheered. God intends to exalt all those of "low degree." Oh yes ...
... a mystery as the peace he so pointedly tried to articulate. When I pastored a church in Texas, a man named Virgil Dunn was a member. Virgil was 93 years old when I knew him. He wore thick glasses and he spoke mainly in whispers. His body was thin and bent and his face was wrinkled. He and his wife lived in a small, white clapboard house. Virgil had been a member of that church all his life. He was kind, gentle, and radiant. He applied the love of Jesus to everyone he met. Now, the church had a problem. Its ...
... , I took them up in my arms; but they did not know that I healed them’ (11:3). They did not know me. Do you? “‘I led them with cords of human kindness, with bands of love. I was to them like those who lift infants to their cheeks. I bent down to them and fed them.’ (1:4). But they did not know me. Do you? “I fashioned a world in love, bringing forth order from chaos and light from darkness. I filled the seas and the land and the air with life. As the climax of my work, I ...
... sabbath was prohibited, because in the view of the religious authorities, the nails in the shoes were a "burden" and since carrying a burden was work, this would be verboten. Even walking through grass was not allowed, because some of the grass might be bent and broken, which constituted threshing. The religious leaders taught that, if a house caught on fire on the sabbath, its inhabitants could not carry their clothes out of the house to spare them from the flames, because that would be bearing a burden ...
... , it was another brutal murder in a brutal existence; through the eyes of faith, it was God so loving the world that he gave his only son to pay the penalty for our sin. • Through the eyes of the world, he was another religious fanatic bent on terrorism; through the eyes of faith, Saul of Tarsus could become the greatest missionary the church has ever known. • Through the eyes of the world, those poor and hungry and sick and imprisoned are a nuisance; through the eyes of faith, they are an opportunity ...
... , grinning). He says, "I do not do the good I want, but the evil I do not want is what I do." That is Leininger golf. To be honest, Paul was probably not a golfer. Roman emperors apparently played a relaxing game called PAGANICA, using a bent stick to drive a soft, feather-stuffed ball. Over the next 5 centuries the game developed on several continents and eventually evolved into the popular Scottish game known as GOLFE, the direct ancestor of the modern game. The first formal golf club was established in ...
... that day? Probably the wrapping paper. Forget the presents, just give me the paper. As that little beauty grew, what other things struck the fancy? Broomsticks became great stallions; the cardboard center of the toilet paper roll became Gideon's trumpet; a bent stick became a pearl-handled revolver; the box in which the new refrigerator was delivered became a mansion. Kids know how to have tremendous fun with tremendously simple things. Sadly, most adults seem to have forgotten how to do that. If you ...
... be done. Examination revealed no physical cause whatever. Under hypnosis it was discovered that when she was very young, only a few weeks old, she had been lying in one of those elaborate old-fashioned cribs with an arch of lace over it. Her mother had bent over her smoking a cigarette. The lace had caught fire. It was immediately extinguished and no physical harm had come to her but her sub-conscious mind was remembering the terror. The dark plus the smell of the cigarette smoke in the cinema acted on the ...
... of all kings who is the embodiment of God's salvation, God's healing, God's wholeness, God's shalom. Can you see it? Yes, I know vision is hampered. The mountains are so high and the valleys so low, the crooked places are still horribly bent and the rough places resist every attempt to smooth them. And yes, there is one shock after another. Look beyond all that. Look to God's salvation... Jeshua...Iesus... Jesus. See Jesus in the pages of scripture...see Jesus in the lives of your fellow worshipers...see ...
... underscore the seriousness of stealing. So he took Matthew into his study and said, "Matthew, I have never spanked you before, and I don't want to now, but somehow I've got to get through to you and help you see how wrong it is to steal." So Walter bent Matthew over and spanked him five times with his bare hand. Matthew's eyes moistened with tears, and he sat there looking at the floor. His father said, "Matthew, I'm going to leave you alone for a little while. You sit here, and I'll be back in a ...
... completed at the local YWCA. "I was going for a walk today," she told her husband later, "and saw this poor man lying on the sidewalk in pretty bad condition." "Then," she continued, "all my first-aid training came back to me, and I knew just what to do. I bent right down and put my head between my knees to keep from fainting!" An article in the CHRISTIAN HERALD tells that one of the best apartments in New York is near the banks of the East River. Yet the living room windows face to the West, away from the ...
... worship, we come to the programs at church and in our families and even some of those on TV to try and recapture an elusive feeling. We come with longing. We come to the Advent season hoping that God will once again meet us face to face while we're bent over the manger cradle making goo-goo eyes and silly noises to entertain the newborn infant who is the Son of God, the King of Kings, our Savior. We come to worship and to all the activities knowing that we need to be prepared. John's words have echoed in ...
... line at the sound of the gun, but suddenly a small framed boy fell to the asphalt and began to cried loudly. What happened next is an amazing and beautiful thing. The other seven soon heard him and all returned to help. One large sized girl bent down, kissed his hurt knee and said, "That will help it feel better." Then all eight joined hands and walked to the finish line to the roar of the crowd. In this selfcentered, competitive prone, isolated, suspicious world, that is a little like the kingdom of ...
... seeped into the studio in the night. The clay did not harden as quickly as anticipated. The upraised arms and head of the sculpture began to droop. The majestic Christ with arms lifted up and head thrown back was transformed into a Christ with head bent forward and arms stretched downward as if in a pose of gentle invitation. At first Thorvaldsen was bitterly disappointed. As he studied the transformed sculpture, however, he came to see a dimension of Christ that had not been real to him before. It was the ...
... , sometimes hallucinating, then falling back into a coma. After a week of his condition worsening, it was obvious there was no hope. The family gathered in the hospital room. Johnny Cash tells the story: "I remember standing in line to tell him goodbye. He was still unconscious. I bent over his bed and put my cheek against his and said, `Goodbye, Jack.' That's all I could get out. "My mother and daddy were on their knees. At 6:30 a.m. he woke up. He opened his eyes and looked around and said, `Why is ...
... me down? Ah, not that, not that. Use me for your joy, oh master, but cut me not down." "Beloved Bamboo," the master's voice grew graver still. "If I do not cut you down, I cannot use you." The garden grew still. Wind held her breath. Bamboo slowly bent his proud and glorious head. Then came a whisper. "Master, if you cannot use me unless you cut me down, then do your will and cut." "Bamboo, beloved Bamboo, I would cut your leaves and branches from you also." "Master, master, spare me. Cut me down and lay my ...
... prophesy, and your young men shall see visions, and your old men shall dream dreams...." The land we inhabit was founded on a vision. Young Henry Clay of Kentucky was one of those visionaries. On his way home from Washington he stepped from the stagecoach, bent down, and put his ear to the ground. "What are you listening for?" inquired the driver. "I'm listening for the tread of unnumbered thousands of feet," said Clay, "that will pass this way westward." Part of the power that the Spirit brings is the ...
... boat, and fishing tackle. The man was a Christian, but his faith sagged as he watched the harsh destruction of all he owned. Little did he know that this very same storm had sunk part of the Spanish Armada that was headed toward England bent on conquest. This storm may very well have spared England the terror of a Spanish Inquisition. It may have also permitted the flowering of the Elizabethan Agethat golden era that gave us such notables as Shakespeare, John Donne, Francis Bacon, Ben Jonson, Christopher ...
... named Arthur Schopenhauer (1788-1860). When Arthur was a boy, his father died by drowning. His mother, an advocate of free love, virtually abandoned him. Schopenhauer grew to young manhood groping for an understanding of life. Once when he thought he was alone he bent over a rose and began speaking lovingly to the flower. A gardener came by and said in all earnestness, "Who are you?" Schopenhauer replied, "Ah, if you could tell me that, you would be the greatest philosopher in all the world." Having said ...
... to." He goes on to say, "From everything we know in the Scripture, God is not like that mother. He is more like the therapists. He wants us to walk and run and soar. He is about the business of soul making. If He needs to work through this stained, bent-out-of-shape world we live in, He will. His will for us is not to make us happy or unhappy. It is to make us, us, as only He knows we can be. To will for us fullness and growth, He weaves into the tapestry of our lives both ...
... abbey in 1954. Karsh writes that as he was setting up his equipment, Casals began playing Bach on his cello. Karsh was so enthralled by the music that he almost forgot why he was there. He took his portrait of Casals with the little bald-headed man bent over his cello, frozen in time against the plain stone wall of that chapel. Karsh said that he took it that way to capture the loneliness of the truly great artists and the loneliness of exile. Years later, when the portrait was on exhibition in the Museum ...
... would have thought that such a tiny seed could produce such a large shrub? AND THAT'S OUR FIRST THOUGHT FOR THE DAY ” FROM LITTLE COMES MUCH. Nancy Cornice remembers as a child hearing the tip-tap of a cane on the sidewalk. It was an old man "bent from the years ” his rough, knotted hand purposefully clutching a cane." But this old man had a peculiar custom as he roamed the streets of this small town. When this gentleman saw a child he would stop, reach into his pocket and give the child a picture of ...
... get caught!" You're gonna get caught!" At last the burglar finished stealing the jewelry and cash he found in the master bedroom closet. Every move by every muscle was scrutinized by the Doberman. The parrot said, "You're gonna get caught!" Exasperated, the burglar finally bent down and picked up a shoe. He threw it at the bird and screamed, "You dumb parrot! Can't you say anything else?" The parrot fluttered away to avoid the shoe, then said, "Sic em." (1) That burglar's day of judgment was at hand. Our ...
... . She saw three boys rise up from a barricade and make a run for the house. They were cut down like dummies in a shooting gallery. So was the priest who followed them, even though he was waving a white handkerchief. So was an elderly man who bent over them to say a prayer. It was a scene from a slaughterhouse or a battlefield. Finally, the gunfire stopped, she said. The British troops did a house-to- house search, looking for members of the Irish Republican Army. Thousands of people were trapped inside the ...
... in place someone placed a Bible on his lap. With stiff fingers he forced open the pages. People in the audience could be seen wiping tears of admiration from their faces. Robert could have asked for sympathy or even pity, but he did just the opposite. He held his bent hand up in the air and boasted, "I have everything I need for joy." His shirts were held together by Velcro, but his life was held together by joy. (2) You or I would never have chosen Robert to be a messenger for God. A mistake we often make ...