... says that the baby is sleeping, but there are no parents around. Evidently, they left the baby on the bed and loaded up their car and drove off forgetting to go back for the baby." We went ahead and checked into our condo. A little later I dropped by the office and asked, "Have the parents returned for that baby yet?" The woman smiled and said, "Yes, an embarrassed father came back to get the baby he had left behind." Just as that young father had forgotten something very important, it seems that something ...
... , describes His fear by saying: ... and being in agony He prayed more earnestly; and His sweat was as if it were great drops of blood falling down to the ground ... The fear and the doubt glistened in the sweat on his brow as he faced the ... leading to a cross. He was grappling with his life, his very soul; He was praying so intently that he was sweating, as it were, great drops of blood. He was trying to align himself with God. He was seeking God’s presence. He was seeking God’s fellowship when the worry ...
... hands, and led the group in a prayer. The prayer was that God help banish the pain and guilt of the past, and give them strength to remove - even to "smash," as the prayer put it - all that was sinful and unworthy within them. At that point the leader dropped the heavy clay pot and it came smashing down on the stone floor with a resounding crash and broke into dozens of pieces. People who had had their eyes closed now had them wide open. The prayer seemed to sputter on for a couple short sentences, but for ...
... hurried off to get the others watered and into the fold for the night. The shepherd boy picked up the trail of his lost sheep at dusk. His experience told him the direction they would take. Tufts of wool left on briars and ominous drops of blood were left along the path. The drops became a steady trickle leading to a ravine that the shepherds called "The Valley of the Shadow," because it was so steep and deep that even at midday the sun did not penetrate to the bottom of the narrow gorge. As darkness fell ...
... intended it for good." Repeatedly, he emphasized that the Lord was undergirding the entire experience, that this was God’s divine plan for saving his people (his chosen nation) in the time of famine. Just stop and think. If his brothers hadn’t hated him, if he hadn’t been dropped into a pit, if he hadn’t been sold as a slave, if he hadn’t been tempted by his master’s wife, if he hadn’t been thrown into a dungeon, if he hadn’t been forgotten by the butler, he would not have been in the right ...
... the meaning inherent in the events of life. Often, it is the tears of suffering which cleanse our eyes to see more clearly. As Aeschylus, the Greek dramatist, wrote: "He who learns must suffer. And even in our sleep pain that cannot forget falls drop by drop upon the heart, and in our own despair, against our will, comes wisdom to us by the awful grace of God." (Prometheus Bound, 1, 177). III Thirdly, we can find wisdom by looking before. Luther Burbank was an American plant breeder and horticulturist. He ...
... A man! HARRY: I’ll be nothing. GEORGE: You’re nothing now. HARRY: Look at it pull, George. It wants me to go. GEORGE: God, Harry, I hate to think where it’s taking you. Let it go! HARRY: We’re tied together. GEORGE: You’re just holding the rope. Drop it. HARRY: I can’t, George. GEORGE: Nothing is making you hold it. As long as you hold it you’ll have to go where that thing takes you. HARRY: You’re wrong there, George. I’m the boss. GEORGE: It’s getting bigger. I can’t stay, Harry. For ...
... don’t want to. Why don’t you forget that sports page once in a while and pay some attention to me? (adds BLOCK) Wormwood: Self-pity. Keep pushing it and believing it! Jack: Why look at sales - you know we can’t afford anything. (adds BLOCK) Sue: (lets it drop, pauses) Party was boring last night ... (waits ... no response ... Jack adds a BLOCK) Are the eggs still warm? Jack: Yea. (adds a BLOCK) Sue: Will you listen to me for a minute! I get up early to get you a meal and it’s like you aren’t even ...
... come from killing an innocent man. This was too great a mystery and they had loved Jesus too dearly. The sun dropped beyond the hill and the men entered the limits of Emmaus. The stranger was invited to spend the night, and share ... He will receive a hard thrashing for not being near at his master’s call. Suddenly the old man bent double, his tool and pieces of leather dropped to the crude wood flooring. A pain in his chest - such pain he never knew. He lay still, yet the pain continued. How long he lay ...
... , you know. The one we've heard so much about. From Nazareth. MIRIAMNE: Oh, sure. The boys have been talking about him. ZEBEDEE: Well, Jesus comes along and says something to them and they both just dropped their nets and followed him. MIRIAMNE: You're joking. ZEBEDEE: Joking! I wish I were joking. No. They just dropped their nets and followed him. MIRIAMNE: My goodness. ZEBEDEE: I saw what happened and jumped out of the boat and ran after them telling them to get back to work. MIRIAMNE: And did they finish ...
... member of the crew tried to help out...and then another. By and by, if you can believe it, all eyes were on the little light bulb that refused to be dislodged from its socket. No one noticed that the plane was losing altitude. Finally, it dropped right into a swamp. Many were killed in that plane crash. While an experienced crew of high-priced and seasoned pilots messed around with a seventy-five-cent light bulb, an entire airplane and many of its passengers were lost. The crew momentarily forgot the most ...
... back in Houston and I was dreading the season. With friends and family far away, I felt lonely and unloved. Even God, it seemed, had abandoned me. I did not expect my best Christmas gift to be a woman dressed like a package. I had dropped by the M. D. Anderson Chapel to watch some fellow employees tape their Christmas musical. It was there that I encountered her, a small, frail, middle-aged patient. She was totally “wrapped.” -- A turban covered her baldhead, the signature side effect of her treatment ...
... or uttering a word of criticism, many unwed mothers take their pregnancy with anxiety. They are afraid that they will have to drop out of school or they will lose their jobs. Their parents may disown them and turn them out. Their reputations will ... trick on him. They hid in the hayloft and when Jake said, "Howdy, Lord," they answered, "Howdy, Jake." Thinking it was the voice of God, he dropped his hat, ran away as fast as he could, and never again did he come back to preach. The solution to this fear is what ...
... that as they watch there is no paper money so all of the offerings make a terrible noise as they roll down this long horn shaped object and fall into the pool of coins. And here comes this little old lady and she has two small coins worth nothing and drops them in. They barely make a noise. You can almost see the Temple leaders as they roll their eyes and hope for better results with the next person who walks in the door. Jesus then calls his Disciples over and says, “This poor widow has put more in to ...
... looked at his Jewish congregation and said, “Let me tell you a Bible story. Remember Elijah? He was the greatest of all our prophets. And there was a famine in the land of Israel for three years and six months. Crops withered. The soil cracked. Not a drop of rain for years. And there were a lot of widows in the land of Israel in the time of Elijah. But remember where he went? God sent Elijah to a Gentile woman in Sidon.” “Let me tell you another story,” Jesus said. “Remember Elisha? He followed ...
... and then he held it up and said, “Who wants it now?” Hand went up everywhere. “Well,” he replied, “What if I do this?” He dropped it on the ground and stepped on it and started to grind it into the floor with his shoe. He picked it up and held it ... matter how smudged and rumpled it became, it was still worth $20.” Many times in our lives, we get knocked around… dropped, crumpled, smudged, and ground into the dirt… by the decisions we make and the circumstances that come our way. And sometimes ...
... s life. When asked later about his incredible feat, he said simply, “We are here to help each other. That’s what it’s all about.” He paused for a moment and then he said, “Someone tried to die in my drop-zone this morning. No one dies in my drop-zone!” I suppose at that moment somewhere in heaven God was smiling… because nothing pleases God more than to see us helping and serving one another, our sisters and brothers, in unselfish, sacrificial, self-giving ways. Andrew found the Christ… and ...
... , the organist blew the two minute warning whistle! (1) Hmm. No. Not here. That is a bit much. The most I could handle would be, if Jerry McCann were here, his rendition of "Drop kick me, Jesus, through the goal posts of life." [Jerry McCann was the organizing pastor of St. Paul Presbyterian Church and served the congregation for 31 years. "Drop Kick Me..." was one of his favorite songs.] Lots of money will be changing hands. I logged on to the Super Bowl's Internet site the other day and learned that the ...
... that Christmas party and the incredible gift of the television for our den. You were aware that I had gotten wind of it prior to the big night, so you wrapped up a junk TV, and had it dropped with a great crash as it was being brought in. Big laughs all around. Then the REAL TV (supposedly) was carried in...and dropped. CRASH! Max Craig says that is the only time he has ever seen me speechless. It was another junker, of course (as you all knew). Finally, the real deal. And we have it in our den to this ...
... to say, or who to tell them has sent me!" God answers back, "Say to them "I AM, the God of Abraham, Isaac and Jacob has sent you!" "They won't believe me!" "If they don't believe you, I will give you miraculous signs to perform. Check this out. Drop your shepherd's staff on the ground." Moses complies, and as it hits the sand, it becomes a snake. Moses backs away. God says, "Now pick it up again." Moses reluctantly obeys, and as he does, the snake becomes a staff once more. God says, "Put your hand inside ...
... audacity to watch what people were putting in the collection plate. Not only did he have the audacity to watch, he had the audacity to comment. Of the rich who put in large sums he said, "They put in what they can easily afford." Of the poor widow who dropped in two coins, he said, "She in her poverty, who needs so much, has given away everything, her whole living." I knew I would have said to her, "Let us take this to the council. We have a sensible council that always makes exceptions and I know that they ...
... it really was his third. His second family was the Leiningers. He even looked like one of us. Charlie and I could easily have passed for brothers - he was blond, blue-eyed, and fat. He was at our house as much as he was at his own. He would drop by of an afternoon, see my mother scrubbing the floor or washing windows or doing dishes, and would pitch right in to help. Good kid. TOO good - later that night, Mom would say something like, "Gee, Charlie is nice. Why can't YOU help like he does?" (Thanks, Charlie ...
... look like much more than that). What he would see is a great collection of folks whose real religion is not much different from the one he saw among his own people so many centuries ago: they come to worship (when it is convenient); they say the right words; they drop a dollar or two in the plate; and then go on about their business. Why, if they did not say they were God's people, no one would ever know. I suspect Haggai would say the same thing all over again: "Your religion is not showing and it has to ...
... try to kill themselves at least once. It might be nice to hope that if a child survives all that, he or she will at least get help in preparation for adulthood. Some do. Too many don't. Every ten seconds of the American school day, a child drops out. If we were smart, we would do something about it. Spending on children, any economist can prove, is a bargain. A nation can spend money either for better schools or for larger jails. It can feed babies or pay forever for the consequences of starving a child ...
... cross. Lightning reveals a man squirming in silent agony to the rhythm of the flashes. It is raining hard. With each flash of light, the pool of rain water at the foot of the cross grows larger. Suddenly a single drop of blood drips into the pool and scatters. Then another drop falls. And then another. The pool is now tinted light red. The rain comes harder and the pool overflows into another pool immediately below it. The second pool reddens and enlarges, overflowing into still another pool which, in turn ...