One spring day a tornado touched down in West Texas near Paul's home. He was only three or four years old. At the first hint of trouble his father hustled all the children inside, laid them and their mother on the floor together, and covered them with a mattress. His father explained that they would be safe there. But as they waited out the tornado, Paul realized that his father had not climbed under the mattress with them. Paul peeked out to discover his dad standing at the window, watching the funnel ...
A man in Alberta, Canada, delights in telling the story of his older brother's second wedding. The man's wife had died suddenly when they were both in their middle years. But then came a widow to the community, a feisty, free-spirited little person, and in just a short while, they asked the minister to come over for a house wedding. The families were gathered for the occasion, and the minister read the form. Then it was time for the vows. Everything went without a hitch, until he asked the bride, "And do ...
One day in high school during lunch hour Bob Laurent was standing around with a group of guys. Suddenly, the only girl in the whole school who could make the corneas of Bob's eyes steam up walked right up to him and said very silkily, almost musically, "Hi, Bob." Bob wasn't ready for this bold greeting. He recalls that the entire left side of his face started twitching. He stuttered out, "Uhh-h-h, Hi ya, Doris." A few moments later the bell rang and Doris moved toward Bob to say goodbye. In doing so she ...
A man was traveling from Indianapolis, Indiana to Chicago, Illinois. He didn't realize that Indianapolis is on Eastern Standard Time and Chicago is on Central Standard Time. He inquired at the Indianapolis airport about a plane to Chicago. “The next flight leaves at 1:00 p.m.," a ticket agent said, “and arrives in Chicago at 1:01 p.m." “Would you repeat that, please?" the startled traveler asked. “The next flight leaves at 1:00 p.m.," the ticket agent repeated, “and arrives in Chicago at 1:01 p.m. Do you ...
What is there about certain people that sets them apart from the crowd? That causes other people to hold them in awe? Kyle Rote, former All-American football player from S.M.U., played eleven years for the N.Y. Giants in the NFL. He scored a touchdown on an average of once every six times he caught a pass. He scored fifty times in three hundred receptions. The greatest tribute ever paid an athlete in modern times was paid by his college and pro teammates. Fourteen of them named their sons Kyle! (1) Stan ...
Strange parable. Great beginning; catastrophic ending. Yet I find myself drawn to the hapless wedding guest because nobody else is. The first sermon I ever heard in a Nazarene Church was when I was in high school. Pastor Roy Hoover preached on this wretched wedding guest. It so chilled me out that I didn’t go back for a year. I’ve never forgotten it. I’ve never heard one on it since! When preachers come to this miserable fellow, like the Jews of old meeting a leper on the road, they give him a wide berth. ...
I am curious about people who send messages out to the world on bumper stickers. I have seen bumpers so covered with stickers that there wasn’t much bumper left. The cars usually look as though the bumper stickers might be holding the bumper itself together! I am afraid that someday I will be so busy reading the darn things that I will forget to stop and go crashing into the car ahead of me. I wonder if the policeman who arrives at the scene will accept the excuse, “But officer, I was only trying to read ...
It's human nature to be excited about meeting a celebrity in person. Whether it's a rock star or a sports legend or an actor or actress or a politician, it is not an everyday occurrence for most of us to come face-to-face with a well-known public figure. This may sound like a confusing introduction to a sermon that is supposed to be about preparing to celebrate Christmas, but it will make sense to you shortly. I want to make one more observation about getting ready for Christmas. The way in which the ...
One of the churches where I served was located next to a Jewish synagogue. That synagogue was served by a rabbi who quite typically walked to the synagogue on the Sabbath, though his house was some distance away. It was not that he didn't have a car, but that for him it was improper to drive on the Sabbath, for that constituted work. Sometimes I would see him riding a bicycle to synagogue. I suggested to him that that was a lot more work than simply turning on the ignition in an automobile. He said that ...
You will recall the ancient myth that lies behind our sermon theme for today. Helen, the wife of Sparta's king Menelaus, was acclaimed the most beautiful woman of Greece. The Greeks fought the Trojan War in order to get her back from Troy, where Paris, the son of King Priam, had taken her. In Christopher Marlowe's Dr. Faustus, the question is asked concerning Helen, "Was this the face that launched a thousand ships and burned the topless towers of Ilium?" Today's text speaks of a far greater face, a face ...
The chasm between the realities in which two different people live can be vast. Such was the case in July of 2000 in Pompano Beach, Florida. Jamie Dean Petron, aged 41, had killed and injured two victims in a robbery there, when he then forced his way into the home of seventeen-year-old Althea Mills, who was there with some younger relatives. Althea was threatened by the gunman, but she said that she kept taking comfort from a verse of scripture she had learned, 2 Timothy 1:7: "... for God did not give us ...
The Emmaus walk is one of the most significant, spiritual renewal experiences in which I have ever participated. You may have heard something about this experience, perhaps you read about it in The Courier a few weeks ago. Almost 100 membership of Christ Church have shared in it, and at the end of April, members of our church and other churches in Memphis will lead the first Memphis Emmaus for men. And then toward the end of May, we will have an Emmaus experience for women. The pivotal event in this ...
"A fire mist and a planet –a crystal and a cell a jellyfish and a saurian,and caves where the cave men dwell; Then a sense of law and beauty and a face turned from the clod Some call it Evolution,And others call it God. A haze on the far horizon,The infinite tender sky.The ripe, rich tint of the cornfields, and the wild geese sailing high;. And all over upland and lowland, the charm of the goldenrod,Some call it Autumn,And others call it God. Like tides on a crescent sea beach When the moon is new and thin ...
In Psalm 90:12, we are counseled to "number our days." If you were to do that, number your days, you would come up with a number somewhere around 27,375. That's assuming you reach 75 years of age--which census statistics tell us is about the average life span now for both men and women--then you will live for 27,375 days. That sounds like a lot, but how quickly they pass. Our basic interest this day is not in counting our days, but in making our days count. And the way we make our days count is to ...
As most of you know, I have been away for awhile. I hope you know that. It started out to be a two-month renewal leave. It ended up being six weeks – two of those were work, but four wonderful weeks spent in renewal. I didn’t know how desperately I needed it. I had no agenda, other than to walk the beach, relax, read, reflect, and pray. I began that time of renewal with a three-day fast (Jerry and I together). I wanted to disconnect from an arduous work schedule and to connect with unscheduled days, and ...
You all know what it is like at the airport during the holidays, cars piled up in big traffic jams. You can't even get up to the curb these days of the year. There was a woman who went out to the airport to pick up some friends who were coming to visit her at Christmas time. She could only get as close as about a block away, but she could see her friends standing at the curb. So she got out of the car, and hollered, "Alice, Kathy, over here, over here." They heard this familiar voice, picked up their bags ...
Edward De Bono invented what he called "Lateral Thinking." He established a school in New York. He called it, "The Edward De Bono School of Thinking," and started giving seminars on how to think laterally. He also established a school in England. He gave it the more appropriately British title, "The Cognitive Research Trust," but it did the same thing. It taught people how to think laterally. He explains what he means by "lateral thinking" from an experience when he was a Rhodes Scholar at Oxford. One ...
He was a man of mystery and charm; he was a man of brokenness and faith. He was hunted down like a common criminal; his only crime was seeking God's glory. The "Whiskey Priest" lived in Southern Mexico. The time was the 1920s; the Cristero Rebellion was underway. The Whiskey Priest was not perfect - far from it. He drank too much; he had fathered a child. In those days, the Mexican government said that is was illegal to practice the priesthood, but that did not stop the Whiskey Priest. Everything he did; ...
Do you remember when Timothy McVeigh, the man responsible for the bombing of the federal building in Oklahoma City, was executed? As the time of his execution drew near, McVeigh gave a handwritten statement to the warden, intending it to take the place of any verbal comment. In that statement, McVeigh quoted a section of the poem "Invictus," which is Latin for "unconquered." That poem, by nineteenth-century British poet William Ernest Henley (18491903), reads, in part, "I am the master of my fate: I am the ...
[It would be wonderful if everyone who came to church had a piece of colored glass taped to their bulletin or pew. Rosecraft makes these and they're very cheap. They even look like pirate's jewels and were made to help you create treasure chests. The more you can ritualize the features of this sermon, the better.] It was discovered 26 January 1906, lying above ground, one of thousands of stones heaped into a great pile of slag. The refuse-rock from the mining operations of the Premier Diamond Mine tended ...
It's one of those June "mornings." It's 3:45 a.m. in the Pacific Northwest. The eastern horizon is pink and puffy with promise. Kids refuse to go to bed at 10:30 p.m. because "it's not dark yet!" In the north country, June is no the season for sleeping. It's the season for growing. Dedicated gardeners have anticipated this insomniac season (the real meaning of "Sleepless in Seattle") since December and January when the seed catalogs started to arrive...along with sky-high winter heating bills. There are ...
When I was growing up in the 60's we practiced drive-by littering. The big game was to see if you could get in front of a pick up, throw out the window a Carrolls hamburger wrapping (they were the competitor to McDonalds that went belly-up), and have it land in the lap of the pickup bed. Today kids don't do drive-by littering. They do drive-by shootings. Or in-school shootings. Do you remember the rash of in school shootings that affected areas around the country? · Jonesboro, Arkansas. · Paducah, Kentucky ...
Author Sheila Walsh tells of putting on a show with her three-year-old son, Christian. Christian wanted to act out Jesus riding a donkey into Jerusalem. He declared that he would be Jesus, and Sheila would play the part of Hosanna. Who was Hosanna? Sheila asked. Why, the donkey, of course! Why else would the crowds yell “Hosanna!” when Jesus rode through the streets? Sheila asked herself whether the crowds understood the word “Hosanna!” any better than her three-year-old did, for just a week later these ...
He was a rebel, a college drop-out, a carouser, and a partier. He smoked, he drank Johnnie-Walker, he was a brawler, and had more run-ins with the law than you would care to count. By his own admission, he was the quintessential prodigal son. But now he stands to succeed the most respected, admired, and perhaps famous American of the Twentieth Century Billy Graham. His name is Franklin Graham. Today Franklin Graham not only has a tremendous benevolent ministry called The Samaritan Purse, and has met needs ...
One of my heroes is Winston Churchill. In my opinion, he was one of the two or three greatest men of the Twentieth Century. When he arose on June 18, 1940, to speak to the House of Commons, he must have felt as if the weight of the whole world was upon his shoulders. It looked as if Britain was to stand alone against the German Juggernaut that had crushed Poland, Denmark, Belgium, Czechoslovakia, The Nether-lands, and now France. The morale of the nation was at all time low. The fate of the free world hung ...