Some years ago TIME magazine reported on a nervous motorist in Lambertville, New Jersey. This man, on being stopped by the police, explained that he had been driving on two hundred and twentyfour consecutive learner's permits over the last twentyfive years. He had flunked his first driver's test and had been unsure of himself ever since! (1) Our theme for today is "Walk With Confidence." Our Scripture ...
... , he wasn't sure that was enough. So last spring, instead of advertisements for oil changes and brake specials, the signs at Multistate Transmission read PLEASE PRAY FOR DEBBIE THAT THE CANCER WILL GO AWAY. A stream of customers, many of them strangers, began stopping by to ask about Debbie and offer their prayers. Mark also began personally asking customers and business colleagues to pray for his wife. People of every faith came by to offer their support. Some customers told Mark that they hadn't prayed in ...
... better get moving and go to the head of the river and find out why all these babies are getting thrown into the river in the first place.” (3) Rescuing the babies is obviously important. It is an act of kindness. But going to the head of the river to stop babies from getting thrown into the river is an act of justice. And we need both. We need to be kind, but we also need to be champions of justice. Whether it be in Syria or the Sudan or here at home. Where there are people who are being treated ...
... 's blind. I won't tell you which airline. People get nervous enough nowadays about flying. I know I do. I sympathize with the old fellow who says there are two things he will not dofly or swim. "I'm not going to do anything," he says, "that when you stop, you die." Someone asked the blind airplane pilot how he did it. He said, "No big dealjust a little help from my friends and the Good Lord." Then he explained. "A friend comes by my house in the morning. I walk carefully out to his car and get in. He ...
... , "My wife says that I don't listen to her. At least, I think that is what she said." The greatest fear many men have, according to psychologists, is that of appearing vulnerable. That is why a man will drive a hundred miles off course rather than stopping and asking directions. Most men have difficulty in verbalizing their emotions. One little boy was cautioned that "big boys don't cry." Later when he was observed taking a bad spill, he did not shed a tear. "I've learned," he explained, "to cry in my brain ...
... do. He is the cornerstone of it all. Most of us are familiar with the name Bill Lear. Lear is best known as the father of the Lear jet. Bill Lear made a childhood resolution to make enough money so that he could not be stopped from finishing anything. A tinkerer, inventor, and self-made millionaire, Lear made a fortune with the Learoscope and other navigational aids for aviation. He later branched out into stereo systems and communications satellites. He was in his sixties when he launched the first Learjet ...
... . There is a story about a baby who loved to clap her hands. She clapped for everything, whether it be her lunch, her toys, playing with her parents, or sitting watching waves roll in at the beach. Her parents said about this, "We only worry that someday she'll stop." To ascend the mountain of exultation is to be aware of both creation and the Creator. It is to be aware of the grandeur and the majesty of life. It is to experience unbridled joy at the privilege of being part of God's grand scheme of creation ...
... just had not been born yet!" "Well, where was I if I wasn't born yet?" screamed the daughter. "You were in heaven!" shouted the mother. The little girl pondered for a while, calmly took the picture album and put it away. On the way back to her room, she stopped and glared at her mother and said, "Well, I'm sure not there now!" (1) Sometimes family life gives us a glimpse of what heaven must be like. There are those good times, those warm times, in which we ask what we could ever have done to deserve such ...
... after Jesus had departed from them, the disciples returned to Jerusalem with great joy. And why not? They knew that he was coming back. They knew that he had not forsaken them. And so they had tremendous joy. It was the joy of anticipation. A traveling salesman stopped in to visit a church for the first time in a strange community. He was an emotional kind of fellow and he got carried away in the service. He even let out a little “Amen.” Several people turned around and looked at him rather sourly. He ...
... driver. He was a little vain. His eyes were going bad, but he wouldn’t wear glasses. One day he was driving on a curvy road, missed a turn and went off into a ditch. A parishioner came along as this was happening. Recognizing his pastor, he stopped and approached the car. “Are you hurt?” he asked. His pastor answered, “No, I have the Lord riding with me.” The parishioner chuckled and said, “Well, you better let him ride with me. You’ll kill him the way you drive.” The wonder is that after 2 ...
... died for all mankind, and Jesus died for me." His hearing, however, was not very good, so when the congregation came to the words, "Jesus died for all mankind," he thought they were singing, "Jesus died for ol' man Kline." "Why," he exclaimed, "that's me!" Stopping in his tracks, he turned and entered the small auditorium. There he heard the simple message of the Gospel and believed. It was then that he became convinced that Jesus died for him. (3) There is only one way to bridge the gulf between the person ...
... or someone they love. A man was awakened by his wife. She heard a burglar downstairs. He slowly got up, went grumpily downstairs, and found himself staring into a gun. The burglar ordered him to hand over all the household valuables, then started to leave. The husband stopped him. "Before you go," he said, "I'd like you to come upstairs and meet my wife. She's been expecting you every night for over 30 years." "You did not receive the spirit of slavery to fall back into fear," writes St. Paul. How do you ...
... ' bedroom, her father sought to reassure her. "Look, honey," he said. "You are not really alone in your bedroom. God is watching over you. God is everywhere and He is in your bedroom, too." The little girl was not very reassured by this. She started back to her room but stopped at the door and said in a loud whisper, "God, if you are in there, please don't say anything. It would scare me to death." We are somewhat like that. We are the secular society. We believe in God, but we try not to bother Him, and we ...
... Ochsner Clinic in New Orleans, 77 per cent were sich with this one malady. Dr. Shindler defines the disorder as psychoneurosis, and he identifies the cause as acute anxiety. When Sir Walter Raleigh was burdened with a huge debt, his doctor said to him, "Sir Walter, if you don't stop worrying you will die." Sir Walter looked up sadly and said, "I can't help worrying as long as that debt is over my head. It may kill me, but you might as well tell my cook to order the water in the kettle not to boil as to ...
... the Boston Sunday Globe, theologian Harvey Cox noted that "In His Divine Comedy, Dante reports that after he had made the torturous ascent from hell to purgatory and then drawn close to the celestial sphere, he suddenly heard a sound he had never heard before." Stopping and listening, Dante wrote that "It sounded like the laughter of the universe." The Easter story, says Cox, "gives us a clue to this baffling riddle" as to why God laughs. "God laughs, it seems, because God knows how it turns out in the end ...
... he was about to do so, another car passed him on the shoulder of the highway and cut in front of his automobile. As though that were not enough, the driver laughed and made an obscene gesture at him. It was too much for him to handle. When traffic later stopped because of congestion, he removed a gun from his glove compartment, got out of his car, walked up to the side of the car of the man who had taunted him and shot him to death. The injustice of what had happened was bad enough, but being laughed at and ...
... If the patient had enough sense to turn off the faucet before starting to mop up the water, the doctors concluded he was ready to go back into society. But if he started mopping with the water still running, more treatment was needed. (2) You and I need to stop mopping long enough to look up and see if the faucet is still running. We need to go to the root of our restless, confused lives. We have crowded out God and without God life is simply a whirlwind of meaningless activity. We need to center our lives ...
... . At sundown, a bearded man with a terrible stomach wound staggered to the hermit's yard. Unknown to the king, the man's wound had been dealt by the king's own guards who were keeping watch in the forest. Gently, the king cleaned the wound, bandaged it, and stopped the bleeding. Night fell, and the king slept on the threshold of the hut. When he awoke, he tended to the bearded man's wound and checked on the hermit. The wounded man, overcome by guilt, made a confession to the king. He had been lying in wait ...
... The other boy, however was more receptive. He went on to college. Eventually he went to medical school and became a surgeonan eye surgeon. The late Bishop Everett Palmer wrote of this surgeon, "I wonder if he ever performs one of those delicate operations without stopping to think of that night in the YMCA and of a young man, who later became Bishop Donald Tippet of the San Francisco area, whose confidence changed his life."(1) There is something life changing about that kind of love. Who could help but be ...
... in the environmental movement had admitted that they didn’t use recycled paper in their lushly illustrated nature calendars. Why not? They said that photographs do not reproduce well on recycled stock. Two Denver-area club branches, calling that stance hypocritical, stopped selling the annual fund-raising calendars, and a state chapter official warned a “real revolt” was possible among members statewide. “As a group, we can’t walk one way and talk another way,” said Michael Reis, a spokesman for ...
... , Peggy, who was then in kindergarten, picked that moment to begin one of those questions that seem to intrigue all children at some time. "Mommy," she asked, "If it were the end of the world, and everyone was getting ready to die..." The mother stopped, shifted the basket on her hip, and said an ultraquick prayer for wisdom to answer this question. "Yes?" The mother prodded her daughter. The little girl finished her theological inquiry: "If the end of the world came, would you have to take your library ...
... Isn't it a pity." But it never seems to make much difference in the way we respond to hunger appeal or in the way we simplify our own lifestyles or in giving assistance to the elderly of our community. It doesn't make many of us stop to thank God for the many blessings he has bestowed on us and symbolize our thanksgiving by sacrificially sharing those blessings with the less fortunate. Few of us show gratitude to the Lord for our welldressed, wellfed families by giving generously to the World Hunger Appeal ...
... was having difficulty with the glaring sun. He lowered the shade. Behind the shade he could see customers as they drove up, but they couldn't see him. As one woman drove in, he punched the button. The money drawer opened just as the woman came to a stop. She put her check in the drawer and it withdrew. Seconds later the drawer rolled out again with her money in it. She took the money and stared at the window. She couldn't see anybody. "I know you are completely automated," she said, "but I want to thank ...
... and buy a broom and a cart. There was no doubt in his mind that for the first time in his life he had heard God's voice. He was then instructed to spend each day sweeping the streets around Mission High School. He did just that, and he stopped drinking. He soon found that he had become a surrogate grandfather for many of the students, and the kids dearly loved him and his wonderful smile. After getting to know this man, no student would dare to throw trash in the street. "This man wasn't after recognition ...
... of the thirties. His savings were quickly gone. He and his wife lost their home. His grief was multiplied when she died quite suddenly. The only thing he had left was his faith, and it was weakening. One day when he was out looking for work, he stopped to watch some men who were doing the stonework on a church building. One of those men was skillfully chiseling a triangular piece of rock. Not seeing the spot where it would fit, he asked, "Where are you going to put that?" The man pointed toward the ...