... . 'It speaks Japanese, Chinese, and Arabic and is completely prepared for the Twenty-first Century.' The woman looked up and saw another parrot sitting alone on a perch. 'How much is that one?' she asked. "Five thousand dollars,' the owner responded with a touch of pride. 'My Lord, that's really expensive,' the woman exclaimed. 'What does he do?' The owner said, 'He doesn't do a thing, but all the other parrots call him chairman.'" Manfred Kets de Vries, The Leadership Mystique (Prentice Hall, 2001), 73 ...
2977. Mr. Hooper Is Dead
John 11:1-44
Illustration
Brett Blair
... it to him." One cast member explains: "Big Bird, don't you remember? We told you . . . Mr. Hooper died. He's dead." Big Bird says, "Oh yeah, I remember. Well . . . I'll give it to him when he comes back." Another cast member gets up from her chair and touches Big Bird saying, "Big Bird, Mr. Hooper's not coming back." "Why not?" Big Bird asks innocently. "Big Bird," explains the cast member, "when people die, they don't come back." No they don't. That is the sad reality Big Bird that you and I learn as we ...
2978. Running into Jesus
Matthew 21:1-11
Illustration
Joanna Adams
... and dries the feet. He applies ointment to their sores. The ritual ends with the gift of a clean, white pair of socks. I see the man in the chair, as he slips his socks on, brush a tear from his own cheek-a tough guy whom no one has touched with tenderness in a very long time. I once asked Robert, the advertising executive on the move, why he came to the foot clinic every week. He brushed me aside, saying, "I figure I have a better chance of running into Jesus here than most places. That's all." I ...
... move around. Okay? (response) And the second rule is that you must put your arms behind your back. Is it a deal? (response) Good, here's how you play. I want each of you to try and blow the balloon over the other person's head. Remember that you cannot touch it. You can only blow on it from underneath. So when I drop the balloon, begin to blow on it. Ready set go! Do this for only about ten seconds, or as soon as the balloon goes in different directions. What happened to the balloon? Did it go just one ...
2980. Hope in the Citadel of Atheism
John 20:1-18
Illustration
Gary Thomas
... George Bush represented the U.S. at the funeral of former Soviet leader Leonid Brezhnev. Bush was deeply moved by a silent protest carried out by Brezhnev's widow. She stood motionless by the coffin until seconds before it was closed. Then, just as the soldiers touched the lid, Brezhnev's wife performed an act of great courage and hope, a gesture that must surely rank as one of the most profound acts of civil disobedience ever committed: She reached down and made the sign of the cross on her husband's chest ...
... I saw our church, and our house… and I was so glad to be home. The trip was fantastic, but in my travel weariness, it felt so good to be back in Houston… and I couldn’t wait to land and get my baggage and go home. Finally the plane touched down. It was a smooth landing and as often happens when a plane lands safely back home after a long flight from abroad, everybody on board cheered. We got off the plane just fine, right on time. We made it through customs with no problem. Then we went to the ...
... but it’s working mighty well for Father Gabriel!” Father Gabriel promised that all of his followers would not only have great wealth but also great health. The great health would come he said from his special healing powers that only he possessed. With a single touch and a simple prayer, he had the power to make you well. Furthermore, he announced that those who followed him would have no need of doctors or hospitals or medicines anymore… and that if any one of his members went to a doctor or took any ...
... or failed to do something that drove somebody away from the church? Or, on the other side of the coin, I wonder if there is anybody, anywhere in the world today who is in the church because of me. Have I ever said something or done something or touched someone in a positive way that brought that person to Christ and into Christ’s Church? We have a wonderful young woman and her two beautiful daughters in our church today because of one of our ushers. The young woman had just gone through a painful divorce ...
... the plot. There she would sit, hour after hour, with the wind and the weather, while Henry Allen produced dozens of paper packages of new bulbs and a basket full of old ones, ready for the intricate interment. There was something comical, yet touching in her bedraggled appearance on this awesome occasion. The small, hunched-over figure: her studied absorption in the implausible notion that there would be another spring: oblivious to the ending of her own days, which she knew perfectly well was near at hand ...
... feel his feet with their hands. Yet he is no longer simply their “teacher.” He is one to be worshiped. Jesus’ words to the women repeat the angel’s earlier message. The reassuring “No Fear” in no way rebukes the women’s touch and adoration; it merely affirms Jesus’ compassionate character. Jesus then repeats the women’s mission: they must go and tell the other disciples, “my brothers” (for his “sisters” now already know), of the approaching meeting up in Galilee. This reunion is of ...
... or failed to do something that drove somebody away from the church? Or, on the other side of the coin, I wonder if there is anybody, anywhere in the world today who is in the church because of me. Have I ever said something or done something or touched someone in a positive way that brought that person to Christ and into Christ's Church? We have a wonderful young woman and her two beautiful daughters in our church today because of one of our ushers. The young woman had just gone through a painful divorce ...
... MISSED THE PARTY BECAUSE HE WAS JUDGMENTAL. I have noticed something over the years I have noticed that the great people of faith I have known… the ones who really inspired me… were not harsh, critical, judgmental people. No, the ones who touched my heart and inspired me so much… were the ones who just seemed to become more and more loving with each passing day. They never talked bad about other people; they never acted “Holier-than-Thou.” No… they were grateful, tender, caring compassionate ...
Recently, I discovered a story that touched my heart. Whether it’s a true story or not, I don’t know. It probably belongs in the category of an “urban legend”… but whatever the case, it makes a good point. The story is about a man who was driving home from work one day in rush hour ...
... ’t quit! Don’t stop! Keep on playing!” But not only does he encourage us to continue in our novice ways, he also weaves into our work his magnificent obligations… and supplements our melody with gloriously beautiful harmony. What is created then… is enhanced by the touch of the Master’s hand. When The Risen Lord said to Simon Peter, “If you love me, feed my sheep!” He was saying to Peter… and to us “Don’t stop! Keep playing! I want to share my resurrection with you!! Don’t quit on me ...
... Mohney was here not long ago to lead a Women’s Conference. The women were kind enough to let me sit in on one of the sessions… and I’m so glad I did because in that session, Nell Mohney told a story out of her own personal life that touched my heart. Nell and her husband, Ralph, had two sons. Their youngest son, Rick, was in a terrible accident when he was 21 years old. For five days, they walked the floor of the hospital in Chattanooga hoping and praying that Rick could make it… and for five days ...
... has these seizures once or twice a month and he had one just a few days ago. We did not expect another one this soon. “It’s O.K.,” I said to him. “I just wish I could have been more helpful. And I have to tell you, I was touched by the tender way you helped him. Are you brothers?” “Well,” he said with a smile. “We are not blood brothers, but he is like a brother to me. He saved my life during World War II. We were Army buddies. He is from Texas and I grew up in ...
... the occasion! First, she washes Jesus’ feet with her tears. Second, she dries His feet with her hair. And third, she anoints His feet with her perfume. The Pharisee is highly offended. He is shocked that Jesus would let this woman of the streets even touch him. But Jesus sees it as a beautiful, tender, thoughtful, loving gesture… and He commends her, includes her, and forgives her. Now, there are many fascinating elements in this story, but for now let me just lift up one question for us to think about ...
... . He had arrived from New Orleans at 3:00 a.m. that morning. I said to him: “Welcome to Houston. I am sorry for all you have been through. I’m glad you are safely here and we want to help you. How are you doing this morning?” I was touched by his answer. He said: “I’m Blessed. I have lost everything, but I’m still here. I have food to eat and water to drink. I have air-conditioning and a bathroom. I have a cot and a blanket and a roof over my head. Yes,” he said with ...
... money… but they probably thought it was the two thousand dollars the survivors in the Astrodome had been given by FEMA the day before! The next day at church, Jim told this story to his Sunday School Class. He said that he was so moved and touched by the thoughtfulness and generosity and kindness of that young couple that he, in turn, wanted to pay it forward… he wanted to give ten times the amount of his Saturday morning breakfast to a special fund the class has which supports The Christian Community ...
... … But, Lord, I’ll sink to the bottom. Look at me… But, Lord, I’m scared. Trust me… But, Lord, the tide will sweep me under. Come on and swim… But, Lord, how do I know I can go that far? I am your strength… But, Lord, my feet can touch sand here. The Deep is mine… But, Lord, my faith is weak. Little is much… But, Lord, I feel so all alone. I am with you… O.K., Lord, Here I Come!!!”
... us so graciously into your country and for giving us the privilege of working with you.” Then I added: “You seem especially excited about the opening of the Eye Clinic. Is there a special reason?” “O yes,” he said. (And then reaching up and touching the corner of his right eye, he said through grateful tears…) “Once, I was blind, but now I see!” Dr. Downey Price, an ophthalmologist from here in Houston had operated on him and had restored his sight… and he was so grateful that he couldn ...
... staff… and to share in their great victories and accomplishments! At board meetings, when they tell of their work, it is "wonderfully mind-boggling" to think of all the incredible programs we have going on here and the thousands and thousands of lives we touch and help in the name of God and in the spirit of Christ. Sometimes I feel like Albert the Alligator (in the old Pogo comic strip) who after a terrible drought took credit for the refreshing rain when it finally came. Albert the Alligator ...
... right. Bethlehem is the Birthplace. The homeplace of our faith. It was there that the drama of redemption began. It was there that God came to visit and redeem his people. The Olympic Games always produce a number of dramatic and memorable moments. One of the most touching and poignant of all time occurred in the Olympics at Barcelona in 1992. Did you see it on TV or read about it? It happened during the semi-finals of the men’s 400 meter race. Great Britain’s Derek Redmond went down on the backstretch ...
... twelve,” missed Jesus’ first locked-room visit with the other disciples. Despite the excitement voiced by the others, Thomas refuses to believe until he not only sees for himself but also feels (the Greek “ballein” suggests more of a jab than a delicate touch) the marks of the crucifixion nails and postmortem spear thrust. Only when those criterion are met will Thomas affirm that a true “resurrection” of Jesus’ body has taken place. In v.26 it is once again the first day of the week, “eight ...
... Christ before him, he felt his soul swell with the intake of the Spirit. His re-birth cry escaped like a newborn’s wail: “My Lord and my God! If each new generation are truly “red letter” children of God, we need to color RED everything: everyone we touch, everywhere we go. The color of sacrificial love, poured out for our sake, is the color with which we paint the world. Jesus did not die and rise again to “change” the world. That’s too puny a dream, too pint-sized an ambition for the son of ...