... upset. He got even, though, by swapping the blankets on the dozen babies asleep in an adjoining room. You see, a dance such as this one attracted folks from miles around. They brought their children with them. Since the families had ridden or driven for long distances to get there, they weren't about to quit early and go home. A dance usually went on till all hours. After it was over the parents gathered up their sleeping children ” guided by the familiar quilts and blankets they were wrapped in ” and ...
... , he was giving them full employment. He was improving the economics of the place by borrowing a lot of money he never paid back. There's a certain militarism, in our time, in their blood...the Germans didn't care about loss of freedom, as long as they had some prosperity." Further along in that interview, Shirer said to Moyers: "As you know, President Reagan put out this idea of history that only Hitler, one man, was responsible for the evil, and that the poor German people, including the soldiers, were ...
... pipe and family. He was a very ordinary man living what most people would call a very ordinary life. But he had one claim to fame. For five consecutive years he had won the blue ribbon in the Village Garden Show with his prize rose. It had gone on so long that people had come to expect it. John Deckard's prize rose would win, and that was that. Behind his house was his rose garden. When he returned home each evening, he would don his coveralls and spend his time out there with his roses. Some said he had ...
... work out with the other players. One day she approached the coach and promised him if he would give her an extra 10 minutes of coaching each day, she would give him a world class athlete. He laughed, but seeing she was serious, half-heartedly agreed. Before long her determination paid off. She was one of the team's best players. Her team went to the state basketball championships. One of the referees noticed her exceptional ability. He asked if she had ever run track. She hadn't. He encouraged her to try it ...
... our behalf our confidence can be at an all-time high! We have hope of sharing in His glory. Now, I'm not talking about looking at the world through rose-colored glasses. There is a good story about a husband and wife who had walked out on a long dock extending into the Mississippi River. As they stood there, looking at the vastness of that great river, they heard running footsteps behind them. Here came a man running as fast as he could toward the end of the dock. They stepped back as he passed them going ...
... impress them with the quality of our lives. We need to be who we say we are. Our lives ought to speak to the world about our relationship with Jesus Christ. Once long ago there was a gigantic oak tree that stood in the middle of the town square of a small community. The tree was the pride of the townspeople. It had been there long before most of them were born and would undoubtedly outlive them. Then one day storm winds cracked the tree in half and revealed a trunk filled with disease. A symbol of strength ...
... except self. Self was still there, assertive and jealous of its place and honor. The greatest battle any of us undertake is the battle with self. There is no other way except surrender ” complete surrender to the will of God. Such surrender requires a life-long journey. A young woman wrote a poem after a late-night struggle with a high school English assignment. The poem went like this: Although three hours it costed, I'm still not Robert Frosted. Change generally doesn't come in three hours. It can. But ...
... appear first on the publication. Guess what? A decade later, the research was still waiting for publication. Other researchers interested in the results of the study had to intervene to help resolve the squabble. Apparently some of the academic community felt that 10 years was long enough for the two men to decide whose name should come first on the title page! (3) Someone once said, "If you want to realize your own importance, put your finger into a bowl of water, take it out, and look at the hole." (4 ...
... techniques can slip. Some of the basics of the Christian faith are humbling ourselves to receive God's daily grace, studying and applying His word, praying, meeting the needs of people who are hurting, and witnessing our faith. Even those people who have been in church for a long time and are pros need to go back to the basic training camp. Reflect on how effectively you are following the basics right now. If it's worth $10,000 for a pro quarterback, think how much more it is worth for you and me who are ...
... our deadliest enemy. It causes us to put our trust in ourselves rather than God. John Claypool tells of a missionary who went out years ago to teach in a school in China. She had begun the whole venture with a deep sense of God's calling. However, in the long voyage over the Pacific by boat, all kinds of fears began to crop up. Just like Peter, who had begun in confidence but then took his eyes off Christ and let the winds drive him to terror, she too was beset by anxieties: "How will I provide for myself ...
... goes, time heals all wounds and wounds all heels. The choice is ours. I hope I don't sound too preachy. Forget that I am a pastor. Any sound psychologist would say the same to you. Any successful business leader, any competent doctor. You don't have to live very long to discover this is the way life works. The sooner you learn to make good choices, the sooner you will find lasting happiness. And this brings us to the last thing we need to say: GOD'S WILL IS THAT WE MAKE CHOICES THAT WILL LEAD TO LIFE. God ...
... to have lunch and to tell jokes. Naturally, they hardly listened to each other. They were too busy thinking of a story to top the one being told. One day, one of the writers came to the table late and rather gloomy. "Sorry guys," he said, "I can't stay long today, my mother died and I'm flying home for the funeral." One of his colleagues jumped right in. Smiling at everyone, he said, "You think that's funny? Listen to this one!" (4) Some of us are not very good at listening particularly to God. Do you set a ...
... 2) It's a variation on an old joke, but it highlights a very real struggle in many churches. Should women be in the pulpit? Our Roman Catholic and Orthodox friends are struggling with the question of whether women should be admitted to the priesthood. A long and revered tradition is at stake. I understand that there is a Greek monastery at Mount Athos in which nothing female is allowed. Men can enter but not women, roosters but not hens, horses but not mares, bulls but not cows. The border is patrolled by ...
... for years. As he entered the man's house, he expected to find a depressed man who lived under the gloom of his handicap. Instead, he found the man to be vibrant and full of life. After a long visit, Moody asked the man, "Don't you ever get discouraged, having to lie here like this all day long, week after week?" "Yes," the man replied, "And from time to time the devil comes in, walks over to my bed, and whispers in my ear, Does God really love you, letting you suffer like this?' Whenever that happens ...
... about such things, haven't you? Let's suppose that during the course of a serious operation, your heart quits beating. You feel your spirit leaving your body and hovering above the operating room. You hear the doctor say, "He's gone." You see a bright light and a long tunnel, and hear the voices of loved ones, and you see Jesus in all his glory ” but wait, it starts to fade. And the next thing you know the doctor is resuscitating you, and you are awake and you're alive and you say I will never fear death ...
... pray for those who spitefully use you and persecute you'" (Matthew 5:43-44). He concluded, "They took my Testament from me, but they could not steal the Word, for I had hidden it in my heart!" (6) Ben Weir, the Presbyterian missionary who was for so long a hostage in Lebanon, speaks movingly about worshiping while in captivity. Every Saturday night, he saved a piece of bread from dinner, and on Sunday morning he would eat that piece of bread and feel greatly moved by the sense of communing with God's people ...
... compared the attitude that many people have about the Kingdom to a yapping dog that resided in his neighborhood. The dog was always chasing a cat that lived next door. Whenever he saw the cat, he would go after it as if it were his only aim in living. So long as the cat ran, everything was lovely. But occasionally the cat would stop suddenly and face the dog. Then the dog would put on the brakes and act as if the whole thing were only a joke. Evidently the cat was to be chased but not to be caught, and ...
... problems that I assumed had been assigned for homework. I copied them down. A few days later I apologized to Neyman for taking so long to do the homework — the problems seemed to be a little harder than usual. I asked him if he still wanted it. He told ... I can send it out right away for publication." For a minute I had no idea what he was talking about. To make a long story short, the problems on the blackboard that I had solved thinking they were homework were in fact two famous unsolved problems in ...
... an afternoon college football game with his family. Afterward, they stopped at a McDonalds nearby to get a bite before the long trip home. When backing out of parking space, another car hit them from the front. There was very little damage, and ... very tired and frustrated man singled out the girl with her back to him, and in an exasperated tone he said, "Look, I've traveled a long way just to be with you today. I deserve to be treated with some respect. You can at least give me the courtesy to turn around and ...
... a swami in one of the Eastern religions. He advertised his ability to answer life's most profound questions and eventually gathered a group of disciples who sat reverently about him while he remained lost in meditation. Finally the newly made swami broke his trance long enough to utter his profound insight for the day: "Life," he said, "is like a can of Pringle potato chips floating in a bowl of Pepsi Cola." The disciples nodded respectfully ” except for one. He said, "But swami, why is life like a can of ...
... as nobody NOT ICES." Not ices? Tempestt said that for the longest time she couldn't understand what NOT ICES meant. She sat there staring at that note for 45 minutes until she realized his meaning "Yes, as long as nobody notices." She was crushed and started to cry. This was a turning point for Tempestt Bledsoe. She determined to become more self-confident and to ignore the taunts and teasing from her peers. And as some of you know, the story has a happy ending. The following year, ...
... they are not necessarily loving. We come into this world grasping. Our chief concern is our own needs. We cry and someone meets our needs, and we are contented. Unfortunately, some people never get beyond that kind of approach to life. But most of us learn somewhere a long the way to share. We learn to quit grasping and to start giving. We learn to return love as well as to receive it. We learn to love because someone important in our life models love for us. Sandra Palmer Carr in The Upper Room tells about ...
... the Angel of Death was searching for him, so he produced a dozen copies of himself. The angel was at a loss to know which of the thirteen specimens before him was the scientist, so he left them all alone and returned to heaven. But not for long, for being an expert in human nature, the angel came up with a clever device. He said to the scientist and the 13 reproductions before him, "Sir, you must be a genius to have succeeded in making such perfect reproductions of yourself. However, I have discovered a ...
... father's house. He was a man of strength and robustness, a man who had seen and accomplished many things. Yet not long after he returned home, Charles Darwin became an invalid again. His strength failed him, and he suffered from a variety of ... from!" (6) We can sympathize with that young man, but the truth of the matter is that it doesn't matter who our earthly parents are as long as we know who our heavenly Father is. We know where we came from. We came from the heart of God. "See how great a love the ...
... what was called "the Kissing Post." There they met and kissed and hugged and loved the ones from whom they had been separated so long. Tears flowed and laughter rang out in many glad reunions. (6) Maybe that's what heaven will be like not so much a place ... life, he truly knows that he's home. He doesn't know how he knows it, but he knows it. It's the place he's always longed for. (7) In the words of the little fellow who lost his grandmother, I BELIEVE CHRIST HAS BUILT A ROAD TO HEAVEN. That is my hope. That ...