... dinner parties to impress rather than be impressed, to talk rather than to listen, to be confirmed in their prejudices rather than to be changed. Notice the difference between Simon and the prostitute. Simon was cold and calculating, the prostitute warm and receptive. Simon, in his self-centeredness, unforgivably had forgotten the common courtesies of mid-eastern hospitality of washing guests' feet and greeting them with an embrace and kiss. The prostitute washed Jesus' feet with her tears, dried them with ...
... would your spirit like?" Jesus said, "Why do you call me 'Lord, Lord,' and not do what I tell you?" (Luke 6:46). James says, "If a brother or sister is ill-clad and in lack of daily food, and one of you says to them, 'Go in peace, be warmed and filled,' without giving them the things needed for the body, what does it profit?" (James 2:15-16). Jesus says, "Not everyone who says to me, 'Lord, Lord' shall enter the kingdom of heaven, but he who does the will of my father who is in heaven" (Matthew 7 ...
... use is it for a man to say he has faith when he does nothing to show it? Can that faith save him? Suppose a brother or a sister is in rags with not enough food for the day, and one of you says, 'Good luck to you, keep yourselves warm, and have plenty to eat,' but does nothing to supply their bodily needs. What is the good of that? So with faith, if it does not lead to action, it is in itself a lifeless thing" (James 2:14-17, NEB). Let this judgment fall not only upon the church ...
... at such a real time. We go about preparing for Christmas as though it had nothing to do with the world. We prepare as though the point were to create a fairy kingdom, like the Nutcracker Suite, out of twinkling lights, extravagant gifts, and a good, warm dose of "Christmas spirit." The point of today, however, is that God meets us right here and now, in a world of large deficits, long lines at soup kitchens, and no vacancies in the shelters. Christ came into this world of frightened people, depressed people ...
"Goin' home, goin' home, I'm a' goin' home." These words from the spiritual song sound the plaintive, universal longing for homecoming. We all resonate warmly to the idea of going home to "see the folks," to return to our roots, to recapture memories. In poetry and in song, homecoming has been celebrated. This text speaks of Israel's homecoming, but it is not an ordinary homecoming. It is not the return of the conquering hero ...
... , for "the Lord will arise upon you, and his glory will appear over you" (v. 2b). You will be an island of light in a sea of darkness, a campfire of warmth in a cold, dark forest. Nations will come to your light as weary travelers seek out the warm glow of an inn. Despite its power, darkness is not ultimate reality. It is not the final word; it is only the absence of light. We in the northern hemisphere make our peace with the darkness. When the sun retreats south, the shadows lengthen, the days shorten and ...
... does one describe such a hunger? How does one respond to it? The living examples of this type of hunger are all around us. A young boy is lying on a cot in a dark room. He tosses and turns, fretting and frantic in a sleepless night. The room is warm, his stomach is full, but he is so hungry. He is sleeping on a bed, but it is not his bed. He is living with a family, but it is not his family. His mother was killed in a domestic argument, and his father is in prison. He lives in ...
... , they spent most of the time with the cloth mother, because they also needed a point of contact. Every mother knows that when an infant cries in the night, and the diaper is not wet, and the baby has been fed, and the bed is cuddly, and the room is warm, the baby is not crying because he or she needs anything. The baby is crying because he or she needs a point of human contact. Ask young men or young women who have spent their first month away from home in the army, in a college, or in a marriage ...
... took their treasures home. "Now," they said, "let us give our parents gifts for all their kindness." The parents came for their annual visit and once again inspected the work of their children. They received their gifts and thanked the prince and princess warmly. "My children," said the mother, "your hearts are no longer sleeping. Your hearts have learned to walk; now, you must let them dance. We will come again next year." When harvest time came the children were puzzled. What were they to do with this ...
... in the kiss of betrayal, the millstone wrapped itself around his neck, too. He went out and hanged himself. "Temptation -- 'traps' -- must come," said Jesus, "But woe to him by whom they come!" Who else was setting traps? The woman in the high priest's courtyard, warming herself by the fire, set one for Peter. "You were with him," she said. "Why, your speech betrays you. You, too, are a Galilean!" Peter snared in the trap of denial cried out, "I know not the man!" Jesus looked at him and Peter wept bitterly ...
... will give you whatever you ask him in my name. I am giving you these commands so that you love one another." As God sent Jesus into the world to love the world, Jesus now sends us to do the same. God must depend upon us. God needs the warm hearts and hands of people to share God's love with the world. God empowers us to bear fruit, "fruit that will last" to eternity. William Sloane Coffin, the former chaplain at Yale University, contends that the major religious question of our day is not "What must I do ...
... some profound artistic or philosophical message, but I have never been able to figure it out. It just looks like a jumbled mass of confusion. If there is a message there, I am blind to it. One day while I was standing in the office, waiting for the copier to warm up, one of the congregation's kindergarten-age boys, Adam, stood beside me and said, "Do you see what I see?" "Do you see something in that picture? I sure don't." Adam looked at me with glee in his eye, "Pastor, can't you see him? It's Jesus ...
... corporate merger. For them the fat lady has sung. For a modern and enlightened world that doesn't believe that there will ever be an end, we do an awful lot of worrying about the end. The millennium is approaching and fears about the Y2K problem, global warming, and nuclear terrorism are popping up all over the place. The future seems to stand or fall on the basis of what Alan Greenspan utters or on the forecasts of the latest stock market analyst. Some people say their prayers before they go to sleep at ...
... : persistence and ingenuity. The houses of that day were one-story buildings with a flat roof. There would be stairs on the outside of the house, leading to the roof. This made it possible for the inhabitants to escape the heat of the house on a warm summer night and to enjoy the night breezes as they slept on the roof. The presence of a stairway outside the house would lead the bearers to think about another way to enter the building. They began to consider reaching Christ by another way since crowds ...
... no longer played on a trumpet but in many cases on a violin. When Christians try to rescue this message from the secular community, we make it a soothing, gentle lullaby. Religion becomes a spiritual aspirin tablet to be taken with a divine cup of warm milk. Such qualities are symptoms of a sick religion to which this song of Isaiah orchestrated for trumpets brings a tinny response. This was written to grace the occasion for trumpets, for the anointing of one of Israel's kings, possibly good king Hezekiah ...
... is that we all wish to have a shortcut to spirituality. Our world is full of disposable and instant everything, so it seems only logical that there would be some way to mix water with some substance, pop it in the ecclesiastical microwave, and produce a warm, fuzzy religious experience. We want the wonder and glory of religious experience served to us on a silver platter (as long as we don't have to polish the silver!). We would like to bask in the glory of a religious experience comparable to that which ...
... the 1962 World Series. The San Francisco Giants had a man on second base, which put him near New York Yankee second baseman Bobby Richardson. When the Yankees decided to change pitchers, Richardson, who was a Christian, saw a unique opportunity. While the new pitcher was warming up, he walked over to the man on second and asked him if he knew Jesus as his Savior. When the runner reached the dugout later, he asked teammate Felipe Alou, who also was a Christian, what was going on. "Even in the seventh game of ...
... the stranger, he would freeze to death, so he left him there. The native Christian, however, picked up the stranger and carried him to the next village. He made it to the village with the stranger, and discovered that the effort of carrying the man had kept him warm. It had saved his life. Later he discovered that his friend, who had refused to help the stranger, was found frozen to death. Did not Jesus say something about losing one's life and finding it? Giving one's life and gaining it? If you want to ...
... at in the second chapter. What good is it, my brothers and sisters, if you say you have faith but do not have works? Can faith save you? If a brother or sister is naked and lacks daily food, and one of you says to them, "Go in peace; keep warm and eat your fill," and yet you do not supply their bodily needs, what is the good of that? So faith by itself, if it has no works, is dead. (James 2:14 -17) What Dr. Jennings, in making his strong point, overlooks, however, is that the human person is ...
... still wins people over to Christ. It's the consistent witness we live before them: the kindness and gentility that are consistently evident, the willingness to listen without judging and to help without expecting something in return, the smile that's always there, the warm hug or handshake that we can count on, the friendship that doesn't blow hot and cold, the faith that is evident in good times and other times, as well. We articulate Christ's presence and power most effectively not with eloquent words but ...
... his boundaries to understand that God's plan of salvation is not just for the covenant people of Israel but for the Gentiles too, that is for the whole world. Peter leaves with the messengers and eventually arrives at the house of Cornelius where he is greeted warmly, if not idolized. Peter put his host at ease by assuring him that he, Peter, is just a man as he is. But Peter does have a message he wants him to hear. Gathering his whole family, Cornelius waits eagerly to hear Peter's words. The apostle ...
... got coming, but that God is coming to get you and hold you in his arms. In spite of all the wrong that God's people had done, says Hosea, God still said: "How can I give you up ...? My heart recoils within me (at the thought); my compassion grows warm and tender. I will not execute my fierce anger; ... For I am God and no mortal, the holy one in your midst, and I will not come in wrath" (Hosea 11:8-9, adapted). God does not come to where we are in anger, but in love and forgiveness. That ...
... One whose anger they were trying to avoid by carrying out those rules. And then there is the other reaction to this distant God. Out of ignorance and fear there are those who simply conjure up what they hope God might be, which is usually a warm, cuddly grandpa, whose only desire is to make you happy. A fearful, unapproachable, fire-breathing God, or a harmless, comfortable, wimp. Such are the usual images of God, when experienced ... at a distance. I think it was during Desert Storm that the song "From A ...
... . BELOVED: You know how much I love to hear you talk like this, but we have to be practical. We have a problem; how will we solve it? SOLOMON: It's easy. I am the king. The people will do as I say. And I say they will welcome you warmly. BELOVED: I would feel better if your decision were based on more than simply your power and kingly authority. SOLOMON: On more than that? What more is there? BELOVED: You are also the representative of the Lord of Hosts. SOLOMON: That's true, but how does that help? BELOVED ...
... man who had been making fishing rods and tying flies with him for some months in his little cabin in a remote part of Oregon. Just before Nick moves away, Gus gets up the nerve to ask Nick about the scar on one of his palms. In front of a warm fire Nick tell his story. He served on a mine sweeper in the North Sea during WWII. He told Gus about how much he hated the chaplain who was always spouting off pious words of faith to him. Nick couldn't be less interested in such stuff. He then told ...