... letting the Spirit do its work and waiting for that hissing to die down. Two minutes, three, four, five, on into an interminable ten minutes, the hissing continued. I waited for silence. Would it ever come? Ten minutes passed, and the hissing and stamping of feet stopped abruptly. "I spoke to my accompanist without turning my head from the audience and asked him to take from his music case Schubert's `Thou Art My Peace.' It begins softly in almost a whisper. As the clear notes of the song floated over the ...
... . And that is a frightening thing. I was reading somewhere about a pastor who was driving down the highway when he saw a commercial truck parked along a Kentucky road. The driver was standing by the tractor from which a front wheel had been removed. The pastor stopped to see if he needed any assistance, but the trucker thanked him and said he had already sent for help. He had burned out a wheel bearing, and another one was on its way. As the pastor pulled away, his eyes caught the lettering on the side ...
... Columbia River there is a famous spot where a well springs up at low tide, and people come to dip their buckets or cups into that pure water for drinking. Then the tide comes in and the spring is immersed. You are tempted to think that the spring has stopped flowing. But if you dive down, you can still see the clear water rushing forth from that spot. (2) Now, there will be times in all of our lives when the tide comes in: the tide of heartache and despair, the tide of responsibility, and the rush of modern ...
... to the surface. That is an appropriate analogy to who we are as the body of Christ. Our roots go deep. We are the temple of the living God. His Spirit dwells within us. It is from Him that we draw our life and our strength. But we dare not stop here, or we will still be playing church rather than playing Jesus. It is clear that Christ calls us to be more than a shrine. The Christian church is not a place but a people--a people bound together in love and in mission. In his letter to the Corinthians ...
... . That we will leave behind what is essential to the life of the community of faith. On February 2, 1985, the Daytona 500 Auto Race had just started when, on the beginning of the third lap, the $250,000 machine, driven by professional driver Donny Allison, rolled to a stop on the infield side of the track. When it was checked, it was found that no one had filled it with gas. (1) How embarrassing. One of the top drivers in auto racing stalled because he had run out of gas. But that is where many churches are ...
... not sure, but thought it was probably a large animal like an alligator or a dragon. He had heard the minister read about it from the Bible. Using a concordance, she read him those passages containing the word zeal until suddenly, very excited, he told her to stop. The line was from John, 2:17, "And his disciples remembered that it was written, `The zeal of thine house hath eaten me up.'" Young Teddy wanted nothing to do with this zeal that could eat people up. There are people today who are scared to death ...
... power would be the Holy Spirit at work in their lives. The Day of Pentecost was certainly full of evidences of the Holy Spirit’s power. Simon Peter preached and 3,000 souls were added to the church. That’s power. But it didn’t stop there. In a relatively brief period of history, the tiny Christian community swept across the entire Roman Empire. Power was promised and power was delivered. The very gates of hell were threatened by the battering ram of God’s Spirit. When the Holy Spirit is experienced ...
... tells how he overcame childhood abuse at the hands of various foster families to create a fulfilling life for himself. He writes in detail of his cruel treatment at the hands of one certain family, although he disguises their name in the book. At one stop on his book tour, Fisher was rapidly signing books and shaking hands. Suddenly, he looked up to see "Mercy" the daughter of his most abusive foster mother. In an article on this encounter, Fisher writes, "She glared at me with what I interpreted as rage ...
... New Orleans, 77 per cent were sick with this one malady. Dr. Shindler defines the disorder as psychoneurosis, and he identifies the cause as acute anxiety about the future. 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 ...
... thrown into a cell with a young soldier named Bill Metzger. Metzger was lying on the floor, covered in dried blood. He had horrible wounds on his arms and legs. And he was smiling up at Eugene McDaniel. After that chance encounter with Bill Metzger, Eugene McDaniel stopped asking, "Why me?" He took Romans 8: 28 as his motto for life--"And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love Him, who have been called according to His purpose." For the next six years, through repeated torture ...
... telescope that we could turn to every time we faced a problem, so that we could make our problems seem smaller? But usually we do exactly the opposite. Because of our anxiety, we turn our molehills into mountains, as the expression goes. Therefore we need to stop every once in a while and get our lives back into perspective. What is it that is really important to us? Just how big is that mountain we are facing, really? If we ask ourselves these questions, and are honest about the answers, I would be willing ...
... . Her family said that she was either possessed by demons or had suffered a nervous breakdown. She was criticized and considered insane. But for three years she worked among the dying men. She wiped away their blood and bandaged their amputated legs. But she didn't stop there. When she came home in 1859 she began to write and publish her notes on how hospitals should be operated. Today, more than a century later, you and I still benefit from her works. (4) Florence Nightingale learned what it was to live in ...
... every provision was made for its physical needs during recuperation. But everyone who dealt with the dog had been instructed not to show it any love or affection. Only a few days after the procedure, the dog shook with fear in this new world without love Then he stopped eating. Gangrene set in, and it was obvious that the dog was dying. Once more it was given a sedative and the leg was treated. This time it was awakened and, in addition to meeting its physical needs, he was also given love. At first he was ...
... she had been bitter, and sarcastic, and cynical about life. She had said many bitter things about her neighbors, often envying them their good fortune, being married, and having homes of their own, while she felt doomed to a life of loneliness. She had stopped praying years before, and even blamed God for the poor deal she felt she had gotten in life. Then, rather late, love came into her life. A rather youngish widower asked her to marry him. She became radiant, a radically different person altogether. She ...
... ’d found a place for them to stay, the abandoned ruins of the church of Saint Gennaro. Slowly he transformed the structure into a home and started providing the boys with nourishing meals. One night Mario appeared in full clerical robes. After his buddies stopped laughing, he explained that he was, in fact, a priest. By this time, the bonds he’d established were strong enough to make them stay; Mario had won their respect. And so the House of the Urchin was established, where young throwaways could find ...
... 't "feel very comfortable" about the trip because Stan Musial wasn't on the plane with them. Musial had an appointment in New York and couldn't make the trip. About a quarter of the way to St. Louis, one of the props on the plane suddenly stopped working properly. The plane had to turn around and go back to Philly. As the team disembarked, somewhat weary and more than a little concerned, Moryn kept shaking his head. "If Stan had been here, nothing like this would have happened," he said. Sound crazy? Moryn ...
... was on the cover . . . a reminder, a message. In fact, it is all about You. It is all about you. And because they loved each other, and needed each other, and honored one another, despite the stench that still came from the refrigerator . . . they paused. They stopped. They laughed. They held each other and started again.” (2) Christmas says to us that it is all about us. God’s love for us. God’s willingness even to die for us. The God of all creation, the righteous God of Abraham, Isaac and Jacob ...
... . That doesn’t mean that suddenly everything was wonderful forever. It means that if we love Jesus and accept the joy that he brought to the world, he will help us through the hard things in our lives and we will live with him forever in heaven where joy never stops. When you hear the Christmas carol, “Joy to the World” sung, remember that the way to joy is through Jesus. He came to bring joy forever.
... . It’s best understood in a story that former Georgia Senator Sam Nunn used to tell. A reporter was covering the tragic conflict in Sarajevo a few years back. He saw a little girl shot by a sniper. The reporter threw down his pad and pencil and stopped being a reporter for a few minutes. He rushed to the man who was holding the child, and helped them both into his car. As the reporter stepped on the accelerator, racing to the hospital, the man holding the bleeding child said, “Hurry, my friend, my child ...
... few awkward moments before the driver understood. Finally his face lit up. Quickly they sped away. Half an hour later, the taxi came to a screeching halt. The driver turned and beamed at his passenger, pointing out the window. There was only one problem. They had stopped, not in front of a hotel, but a match factory! (1) Have you ever had an experience like that? Someone will say something and for whatever reason you do not understand. It’s as if they were speaking a foreign language. You want to go back ...
... began writing letters to a local prison. Each letter was full of all the hope and faith this man could muster. Yet he never knew if anyone was even reading the letters; prison policy did not allow prisoners to write back. Occasionally, he was tempted to stop writing; what good was it really doing? But one day, this man received a letter from the guard who censored the prisoners’ mail. Here is what the guard wrote, “Please write on the best paper you can afford. Your letters are passed from cell to cell ...
... And then my pastor said, ‘That includes Fred, doesn’t it?’ Then it hit me. I was stunned. I had an overwhelming sense of conviction as I ‘came to my senses.’ . . . In fact, I cried. My pastor embraced me and held me until the sobs stopped. He said, ‘Jimmy, Fred needs you and he needs our youth group. He needs our church. He has Jesus, but he doesn’t have us.’ The wrong done against Fred couldn’t be undone,” Jimmy Gentry concludes. “But doing the right thing could right it: reaching ...
... s facing the claw holding the olive branch. That means that America wants peace, not war. Our Bible passage today is about peace. Around the world right now, there are all sorts of wars going on. Countries are fighting one another. But the Bible says that someday all wars will stop. We will have peace all over the world. There won't be any more fighting, no more killing, no more war. We will be in God's presence, and everyone will have peace. Won't that be wonderful? Let's pray and ask God to show us how to ...
... doing--if somehow we could find release from this drug with its addictive and deadening power. We could even be ministering to the Lord himself. There was once a Roman soldier and a Christian named Martin of Tours. One cold winter day as he was entering a city, a beggar stopped him and asked for alms; Martin had no money, but the beggar was blue and shivering with cold, so Martin gave what he had. He took off his soldier''s coat, worn and frayed as it was; he cut it in two and gave half of it to the beggar ...
... has been called the substance of life and our most precious asset. It is an opportunity for growing, loving and finding fulfillment and joy. Erma Bombeck once wrote a column chiding a mother for scolding her son during a worship service. The mother had said to her boy, "Stop that grinning. You are at church." But what better time to smile or grin or laugh than when we have gathered with others to worship the God of all joy! The Psalmist had the spirit we could all use when he declared, "This is the day the ...