... the world didn’t you fix it before it got that bad?” asked the stranger. “Well, sir,” replied the farmer, “it just seemed I never did get around to it. When the weather was good, there weren’t no need for it, and when it rained, it was too wet to work on!” (2) Those of you who are homeowners know the perils of allowing home maintenance to slide. But that’s true in all of life: In the things that really matter, there is a need to act with urgency. Consider our lesson for today from Mark’s ...
... sleeping like a baby. No wonder the disciples awaken him. No wonder they rebuke him. “Teacher,” they say, “do you not care that we are perishing?” Or, as the Moffatt Translation puts it: “Are we to drown for all you care?” They are not just cold, wet and terrified, they’re mad. Jesus has gotten them into trouble, and he doesn’t seem to care what happens to them. Being a disciple of Jesus can be like that. Oh, I know there are preachers and ministries that suggest that following Jesus is the ...
... on the ice into the rising sun and didn’t see that a tributary, the Jordan River had opened a channel in the ice. The snowmobiles, sleds, and all eight travelers went into the cold, open water. With the added burdens of machinery and heavy, wet winter clothing, both parents in one family and a small child in the other family drowned. What a terrible tragedy! Two families were ripped asunder because a stream beneath the ice had intersected with the warm rays of the winter’s sun. To paraphrase Tennyson ...
... was not comfortable with that verdict and turned Jesus over to Pontius Pilate and charged him with the political crime of challenging the governing authority of Rome. Pilate, a political hack of the worst order, tested winds of popular opinion by sticking a wet finger in the air. When a few strident voices shouted “crucify him, crucify him,” the Roman governor condemned Jesus to death by crucifixion. That was a particularly cruel form of execution. Nails were driven through the hands and feet. The full ...
455. The Train Stops Just in Time
Illustration
Editor James S. Hewett
... were being repaired, the crew made a more intensive search for the strange flagman. But not until they got to London did they solve the mystery. At the base of the engine's headlamp was a huge moth. The engineer looked at it for a moment, then on impulse wet its wings and pasted it to the glass of the lamp. Climbing back into his cab, he switched on the lamp and saw the "phantom flagman" in the beam. He knew what had happened: the moth had flown into the beam, seconds before the train reached the washed-out ...
... the pier and we run and jump off the end to see who can jump to Catalina. Now up to the present, nobody has made it. There have been some mighty good jumps, but nobody yet had made it. “It’s a delightful game because when you jump, you get wet, and you can say to the other fellow, ‘I jumped farther than you did.’ And it is true. Some jump farther. I see some people that I’m sure could out jump me. But I’ll tell you this, if you do, you’ll get wetter than I will. The ...
457. The Rag Doll
Illustration
Randy Spencer
... , a little girl need not be content with dull, lifeless dolls, but can experience the thrill of owning a lifelike replica of a baby chat can walk and talk, drink and wink, slurp and burp, cry, sigh and laugh-almost anything a real baby does, including wet itself and get diaper rash. After ten years of buying these mechanical marvels, I wondered which of these dolls was my daughter's favorite? To my surprise, I found her favorite was a small rag doll she had received on her third birthday. All the other ...
458. The Gospel of the Second Chance
Illustration
Editor James S. Hewett
... . The coach looked back and called to him. Still he didn't move. Coach Price went over to where Riegels sat and said, "Roy, didn't you hear me? The same team that played the first half will start the second." Then Roy Riegels looked up and his cheeks were wet with a strong man's tears. "Coach," he said, "I can't do it to save my life. I've ruined you. I've ruined the University of California. I've ruined myself. I couldn't face that crowd in the stadium to save my life." Then Coach Price reached ...
Have you ever noticed how many warning signs you pass by in the average day? Signs like “Do Not Enter,” “School Crossing,” “Caution: Wet Floor.” There’s a hilarious warning circulating on the Internet (author unknown). It goes like this: WARNING: Do Not Shampoo Your Hair In The Shower! It’s so good to finally get a health warning that is useful. It involves the shampoo when it runs down your body while you ...
460. I Choose You
Illustration
Victoria Brooks
... ,” she said, looking up for the first time into Lincoln’s gaunt, craggy face. “You say I choose my own life now,” she continued haltingly, “ ... that I work for who I want. You give me papers to show that I be free.” The deep sinkholes of her oval face were wet with emotion. “If that be true . . . if I be free . . . then I choose you.”
... sheet hung over the top afforded some protection. That's how canopy beds came into existence. The floor was dirt. Only the wealthy had something other than dirt. Hence the saying, "Dirt poor." The wealthy had slate floors that would get slippery. In the winter, when wet, so they spread thresh (straw) on the floor to help keep their footing. As the winter wore on, they added more thresh until, when you opened the door, it would all start slipping outside. A piece of wood was placed in the entrance-way. Hence ...
... the first century. Salt was hugely valued. In fact, Roman soldiers often were paid in a “salarium” –a salt ration (hence “salary”). It was a highly desirable commodity. And it was a strange mineral. When entirely dry, it could be immovable as stone. When wet, it could dissolve completely in water. It had mysterious properties. It was used to heal as well as to heat and create fire. And salt was the object of superstition as well as a highly important metaphor in the Hebrew scriptures. Salt was a ...
... feasting, clear, cool water, fruit, trees, and fertile land galore. Definitely a different place than the rocky desert! Definitely a Dream Destination! You have to imagine what a desolate, dry, brown place the desert is in order to fully appreciate perhaps that lush, green, wet, cool destination! With much to drink and your fill to eat. Any traveler’s dream. As Micah describes it, “everyone will sit under his/her own fig tree” (4:3-4). God’s GPS, the Shepherd and his Staff, will lead you there. That ...
... it’s your word against the baking sand?!” And the Lord heard their prayers….. Yes, that’s what I said. The Lord heard their prayers…even carping, whining prayers, even massah, meribah prayers. And God answered them, not merely by giving them something cool and wet to drink, but by proving that the Lord IS truly among us, even if sometimes, we cannot see Him. God told Moses to strike the Rock at Horeb. Lo and behold –Living Waters sprung out of the earth, just like at the foundation of creation ...
Mark 13:1-31, Mark 13:32-37, 1 Thessalonians 5:12-28
Sermon
Lori Wagner
... go. That’s what faith really is for us. Evangelism is just faith on steroids. It means, look at the signs around you. Gird up for the journey. Encourage the conditions where you see the Holy Spirit moving and changing. Put on your adventure shoes and your baptism wet suit. And . . . Get ready for the ride of your life. You can count on this: At some point Jesus is going to let her rip! And the Holy Spirit, unhindered and unimpeded, is going to come like a whirlwind of change into your lives and into your ...
... they got to the other side. But they saw how to take their next step forward. and together, they walked through the sea….on dry ground. That’s what God wants to do in your life. “Through the sea . . On dry ground.” you’re going to get wet. You’re not going to escape dealing with disease, depression, despair, death. But god will be with you to get you to the dry ground on the other side of the swamp and sea. Remembrer: there were no street lights, no candles, no lanterns. We are talking about ...
... made the dog cross any suspect areas first to make sure they were safe but now, refreshed from his meal, his confidence restored, he was in too big of a hurry to send the dog ahead and, predictably, he fell through the snow and ice, into a stream, wetting him from the waist down. The pace of the story picks up as the man tried, at first quickly, then frantically, to build a fire. With each failed attempt his hands became more and more useless from the cold and caused him more problems. Finally, when he used ...
If you're a leader, you don't push wet spaghetti, you pull it. The U.S. Army still has to learn that. The British understand it. Patton understood it. I always admired Patton. Oh, sure, the stupid bastard was crazy. He was insane. He thought he was living in the Dark Ages. Soldiers were peasants to him. I didn't like that attitude, but I certainly respected his theories and the techniques he used to get his men out of their foxholes.