... , and white clouds. There was a pair of glasses on the table. They must be God's glasses. No one was around, so the man tried them on and looked at earth again. This time he saw hunger, poverty, sickness, and so much inhumanity that he could not bear it. He heard a voice behind him, "Take off my glasses." He did so, and he awaited his punishment. After a pause, the voice gently asked, "What did you see?" "I saw hate, corruption, and evil!" the man answered. "Did you feel any love or compassion?" the voice ...
... above and below . . ." Is that your definition of a saint a nice person who abides by all the rules? Francis of Assisi bears the title of Saint but according to Mark Galli, in an article in CHRISTIANITY TODAY, Francis wasn't always a nice guy to ... trusted his honesty in a close situation. (4) As far as I know Stan Smith is not a candidate for sainthood. But he did bear one of the characteristics. His words and his actions were one. Sainthood is a lifestyle. Joseph Stowell asked a Russian pastor why he ...
... , any more than another person could ever take the place of the father in the child's affections. This uniqueness and singleness which distinguishes each individual and gives a meaning to his existence has a bearing on creative work as much as it does on human love . . . "A man who becomes conscious of the responsibility he bears to a human being who affectionately waits for him, or to unfinished work, will never be able to throw away his life. He knows the ˜why' for his existence, and he will be able to ...
... days after the attacks of September 11, 2001. On a ride around the city, Lucado asked his taxi driver if his life was any different since the attacks. The driver replied, "I keep getting lost." He explained that he had always looked to the World Trade Towers to get his bearings while driving around the city. Now that the giant towers are gone, he said, ". . . I can't get my bearings anymore." (2) Many of us can relate to that man's problem. After a sudden tragedy in our lives, we feel like we can't get our ...
... to sing her "new song." It went like this: Zacchaeus was a wee little man, /A wee little man was he; He climbed up in a sycamore tree /The Savior for to see. And when the Savior came that way /He looked up in the tree and said . . . Sic "˜em, Bears! (4) [Actually he said, "Sic "˜em (your favorite team)] Surely you know by now that this is not how I am with regard to my Christian faith. "Give me a J for Jesus. We're No.1. We're No. 1." In fact, I find that kind of religious faith ...
... him to be. He was haunted by his sins. And so he fasted. He prayed. He kept himself from sleep. He read the Bible constantly. But there was no joy to his faith. He was obsessed by the fear of hell. His sin became a burden heavier than he could bear. He repented as best he knew how, but never believed that he was really pardoned. He was one wretched young man. In a sense he was standing on his own wall outside God's Graceland hoping to see the King, but prevented from doing so by the weight of his ...
... Bible. How did he get anything done? After many years and many sons born to Jacob, Rachel finally became pregnant. She bore a son, Joseph. Because he was the only son of Jacob's favorite wife, Joseph became his father's favorite child. Later, Rachel would bear one more son, Benjamin. The first thing we learn about Joseph comes in Genesis 37, verses 2-4: "Joseph, a young man of seventeen, was tending the flocks with his brothers, the sons of Bilhah and the sons of Zilpah (the handmaidens), his father's wives ...
... . But instead of dropping it, he hugged it tighter, because this was his only idea of defense. So the tighter he hugged it the more it burned him, and the more it burned him the tighter he hugged it! Now I have no idea how you might get a frightened bear to let go of a burning tea kettle. And to tell you the truth--I don't know how we can let go of a lot of our fears and frustrations when life gets tough, except through prayer. Ask God for the patience, the persistence, the perspective you need. Patience ...
... enough to have seen his rather profligate and unscrupulous life told and retold in the press. She is an old lady, hit by tragedies again and again. The reporter asked about all this and Rose Kennedy answered, slowly: "I have always believed that God never gives a cross to bear larger than we can carry. And I have always believed that, no matter what, God wants us to be happy. He doesn''t want us to be sad. "Birds sing after a storm," she said, "Why shouldn''t we?" * In the presence of death, it is not easy ...
... standing himself well out of the least touch of the spray, throwing chatty observations on the beauty of the weather to some poor soul struggling for his life against huge waves which were overwhelming him. As Shakespeare said, it is not difficult for any of us to bear somebody else’s toothache. But when one’s own jaw is throbbing, that’s another story. We listen to Christ when he says such words for he speaks from within the very shadow of the cross, where He backed up His words with His life. And he ...
... two convicts shipped to Australia to a Methodist minister who just a few years ago was knighted by the Queen, and so he is now: “The Rev. Dr. Sir Alan Walker.” Great things from small beginnings! Every year on Good Friday, the role of Christ bearing His cross to Calvary is reenacted in the village of Sartene, Corsica. This has been going on ever since the Middle Ages, and it always draws a big crowd of villagers and thousands of tourists who come for the occasion. About ten years ago Newsweek magazine ...
... nation’s capital is the difficulty we are having in even coming to grips with what exactly is the truth and what is right and wrong. We have no such difficulties when we read the Ten Commandments. Like the sign said in Florida, "What part of ''Thou Shalt Not Bear False Witness'' don't you understand?" Dr. Robert Kopp tells the story of a young boy who was walking on a beach. He saw a very old man preparing to catch crabs. The young boy had never seen anyone catch crabs. So he sat in the sand and watched ...
... ; the visionary idea becomes a full-fledged program; the trainee becomes trained; the tune becomes a symphony. And so the process goes. But there is a further twist to this. Jesus, as we implied when we began, sees himself as the planted and buried seed that will eventually bear much fruit. He models what we can call the ministry of fading. In a culture of shakers and movers, fading may seem to some a form of wimping out. But there is more to it than at first we might realize. At the very least, fading is a ...
... . God is not so much the gatherer as God is the sender. Declares Jesus: "I am the vine, you are the branches. Those who abide in me and I in them will bear much fruit ..." (v. 5). Said differently, we are not the shelved heirs of salvation; we are the heirs of salvation charged with bearing fruit, and read "bearing fruit" to mean getting out there on the highways and avenues and making a beneficent difference for God by working for what is fair, graceful, beautiful, lovely, and wholesome. Pruning, too, is ...
... us. He writes, "And, be kind to one another, tenderhearted, forgiving one another, as God in Christ has forgiven you. Therefore be imitators of God, as beloved children" (Ephesians 5:1). Be certain of this, there is nothing in his terribly needy world that bears the gracious impress of the Son of God so surely as forgiveness. James Hilton, in Time and Time Again, demonstrates wholesome insight when he says, "If you forgive people enough you belong to them, and they to you, whether or not either person knows ...
... us who He is in relation to God. Listen to Him: "Abide in me, and I in you. As the branch cannot bear fruit by itself, unless it abides in the vine, neither can you, unless you abide in me. I am the vine, you are the branches. He who abides in me, and I in ... him, he it is who bears much fruit, for apart from me you can do nothing." So that's the memorial word. Jesus Christ alive -- and hopefully alive in us. That's what ...
... He is in relation to Him. Listen to Him: "Abide in me, and I in you. As the branch cannot bear fruit by itself, unless it abides in the vine, neither can you, unless you abide in me. I am the vine, you are the branches. He who abides in me, and I ... in him, he it is who bears much fruit, for apart from me you can do nothing." That message -- abiding in Christ, the Easter message, became the primary message of St. Paul. Listen to ...
... shoved a box into his face, saying, "Happy Birthday!" Opening it, Joseph began to cry. Grandpa moved toward Bob with incredible speed. "How silly!; How insensitive!", shouted Grandpa as Joseph cried all the more. Then Joseph held up a pair of ball-bearing roller skates -- the only gift he received for when he would get well. Someone believed he would live." (story told by Rev. Joe C. Poole, "Prisoners of Hope", May 3, 1987, First United Methodist Church, Dallas, Texas) For Joseph, Uncle Bob gave substance ...
... like to focus today. It's in that word of the gardener. When the owner of the vineyard wanted to cut the fig tree down, the gardener pleaded with him, "Sir, let it alone for one more year, until I dig around it and put manure on it. If it bears fruit next year, well and good; but if not, you can cut it down." The worthless tree has its intercessor. To be sure, there is a law of uselessness that induces death. But there is another law, maybe a higher law in the economy of God -- the law of grace ...
... or seventh month of pregnancy. Luke tells us that when Elizabeth heard Mary’s greeting, the baby leaped in her womb, and Elizabeth was filled with the Holy Spirit. In a loud voice Elizabeth exclaimed to Mary: "Blessed are you among women, and blessed is the child you will bear! But why am I so favored, that the mother of my Lord should come to me? As soon as the sound of your greeting reached my ears, the baby in my womb leaped for joy. Blessed is she who has believed that what the Lord has said to her ...
... I am the real vine; my Father is the vinedresser. He removes any of my branches which are not bearing fruit and He prunes every branch that does bear fruit to increase its yield. Now, you have already been pruned by my words. You must go on growing in me and I will grow in you. For ... just as the branch cannot bear any fruit unless it shares the life of the vine, so you can produce nothing unless you go on growing in me. I am ...
... I had a choice.” She had lived so long in the faith that forgiveness had become a reflex. If we take the teaching of Jesus in the Sermon on the Mount and turn it into a new law, another burden we must carry to earn the title of disciple or bear the name Christian, we will have misread his intent. This teaching is a gift. It is a description of what life looks like from inside the kingdom of God. In Jesus as its visible ambassador, and through the Holy Spirit as its invisible power, we have access to the ...
... on the top and creamy white on the interior and a large smear of real butter melting in the middle, was just too much for me to bear. We stopped and I went in to get two. I ate mine, but my son had just had breakfast somewhere else, so I said, “Just save it ... in bondage. If this was David writing, as I believe it was, he was surely one who had sought God’s deliverance—from lions and bears as a boy in the fields with his sheep; as a young man facing Goliath; as a young man facing Saul, a madman jealous of ...
... dinner. They had never been in that area before, and they were quickly lost. Seeing a policeman parked in his car, they pulled over and asked him for directions. The policeman said, “You go down two more lights; turn right and go to a fork in the road where you bear left. Go two stop signs . . . or is it three . . . No! Here’s an easier way. Make a U-turn and go back to that little shopping mall back there; you know the one with the gas station on the corner. You hear what I am saying? Turn left there ...
... said, "If you were starting your own sports team and needed a mascot you might consider choosing the lions, tigers, eagles, or bears, as they give us a sense of power and independence. I seriously doubt that anyone would consider their mascot to be a ... reasonable; it will go on seeking for those whom it loves even when they are dead. It will miss a beat when someone passes by who bears them the least resemblance; a tilt of the hat, an uneven walk, a note in the voice." (7) Some of you know what she is talking ...