Object: a mask The man behind the mask tonight is a big man. If you saw him in your neighborhood, you would remember him. He was a very special man and one that all of us would like a lot. The man behind the mask is Peter. [Raise the mask to your face.] I knew Jesus almost as long as any of the disciples. Only my brother, Andrew, has known him longer. My name used to be Simon, but Jesus changed it to Peter, which means "rock." Jesus called me Peter because he thought I was someone that you could depend on ...
After Jesus had completed his tour of the synagogues he returned to Capernaum to rest for a few days. The news got out quickly that he had arrived and soon the house was filled to overflowing with people and people even spilled out into the streets. Into this crowd came four men carrying on a stretcher a friend of theirs who was paralyzed. So jammed was the narrow street that they could not get through. But they were as resourceful as they were determined. Thus, we read, that they climbed on top of the ...
"How can this man give us his flesh to eat?" (v. 52, TEV) In these times of world hunger, when many even within our own prosperous land find it difficult to put food on the table, we ought to be careful when complaining about our daily bread. But some of the "come-ons" that so-called quality restaurants advertise these days can irk any of us. The other evening my wife and I visited a local restaurant that had an attractive advertisement, claiming the "best of everything" in town. The meals were offered for ...
In the overcrowded conditions of our modern world loneliness has possessed us: "He’s a real Nowhere Man, Sitting in his Nowhere Land, Making all his Nowhere Plans for nobody." Such emptiness, such frustration, such loneliness depresses us. What’s to be done about it? This feeling of hopelessness has been around a long time. The ancient writer of Psalm 22 cried out: Dear God, right now I feel like a worm, not a person. I feel so used by other people. And to make it worse, I feel resented by the very same ...
Christmas Eve is the night for midnight blue skies, cloudless and serene; a night for stars dazzling and tantalizingly close to earth in all their silent glory; the night for galaxies vast and mysterious, drawing us away in time and space to worlds beyond the fringes of sense and imagination. Increasingly urban as we are, we often lose the appreciation for the sky's nighttime splendor so spectacular to dwellers in the more arid climes. As a very young child in Wisconsin, on our way to the school Christmas ...
Object: Items used in a search such as map, flashlight, dog leash (bloodhound), magnifying glass. Good morning, boys and girls! Today I need some help. I want to begin a search for a missing child. I have looked around my house, and I have found these things which I hope will help me in my search. How many of you have ever had to look for something and you didn't know where to look? (Let them answer.) Oh! Good. That means I will have some experienced people to help me. Experience is very important when you ...
Director's Notes: Our pastor did a message from 1 Corinthians 13 that said we can have all the faith and gifts in the world but if we don't have love for one another, then we are nothing. It was aimed at how we love each other in the church but the drama works well for marriages in general also. The drama touches on how we can show love for each other by the way we treat each other. Cast: Dave: The husband Beth: The wife Props: A remote 2 chairs (or couch) Tiny wadded up pieces of paper A small ball ...
Director's Notes: Let's face it - telling others about Christ isn't easy but it's what we're called to do. There are ways to evangelize (Sharing our testimony, walking the walk, following the promptings of the Spirit, looking for opportunities to share and care, etc.) and ways we shouldn't. This drama is one of the latter... (In my humble opinion, of course!) Cast: Isabelle: A girl Dave: A guy Props: A laptop computer Achair Setting: Somewhere in the house (doesn't matter) (LIGHTS UP CENTER STAGE where ...
Excuses, excuses! We love 'em. Our national credo seems to be, "Any excuse is better than none." One college president, after years of working with students, said that he was not sure whether the degree B.A. stood for Bachelor of Arts or Builder of Alibis.(1) Douglas Bernstein, a psychology professor at the University of Illinois, recently asked faculty members for the "most unusual, bizarre and amazing student excuses" they had ever heard. He got dozens.(2) Listen: • Grandparent death: an old favorite, ...
"This is a day you are to commemorate; for the generations to come you shall celebrate it as a festival to the LORD--a lasting ordinance." or as the King James has it, "You shall observe it as an ordinance forever." The establishment of the Passover, one of the most important of all Jewish festivals. And they HAVE observed it forever. Every year since, and down to our own day, Jewish families have gathered at the traditional Seder meal. The patriarch of the household asks the children, "What makes this ...
Rally Day. Sunday School is back. A Sunday School teacher was discussing the Ten Commandments with her five and six year olds. After explaining the commandment to "honor thy father and thy mother," she asked "Is there a commandment that teaches us how to treat our brothers and sisters?" Without missing a beat one little boy (the oldest of a family) answered, "Thou shall not kill."(1) Good answer. Most people will agree that education is important and that religious education is equally important. It was ...
In April, 1775, Samuel Johnson wrote, "Patriotism is the last refuge of the scoundrel." Unfortunately, too often, too true. More crimes against humanity have been committed in the name of patriotism than almost anything else, with the possible exception of religion. (What we have been seeing in Kosovo is a combination of both.) But on a weekend like this one, I think even Dr. Johnson would agree that patriotism has its place. There are times we need to recall our national heritage, to remind us of our ...
The six-year-old came home from Palm Sunday services proudly carrying his palm. Mom and Dad quizzed him on his Sunday School lesson for the day. He responded enthusiastically, "Jesus came to Jerusalem on a donkey. And the happy people waved their palm branches and sang, O Suzanna..."(1) Happy people singing. What a special day! Jerusalem was going to be Camelot, and Jesus was going to be King Arthur. The crowds were dreaming of trumpets and towers, capes and sashes, flowing robes and sparkling scepters. ...
"What's in a name?" asks Shakespeare. Lots, as it turns out. Ask Essie Mae Washington-Williams. Or should we say Essie Mae Thurmond? We heard about her a couple of weeks ago as the story broke that the late Senator Strom Thurmond, who rose to national prominence on a platform of absolute racial segregation, had, as a young man, fathered an illegitimate child with a black maid employed by his parents. "I am Essie Mae Washington-Williams and, at last, I feel completely free." So said this retired ...
This is a glorious time of year. I am looking forward to the cantata next week, the candlelight communion service on Christmas Eve, and of course, the Joy Gift Pageant tonight. One never knows what to expect at Christmas pageants. I read recently(1) of a heated discussion between some pleading grown-ups and a particularly adamant five-year-old. She would wear her new dress or she would not appear in the pageant. First, the Director begged her, "Please put on the costume. The people want to see you as MARY ...
In 1849, financier Joshua A. Norton came to San Francisco with $40,000 and big ambitions. For five years he invested his money wisely until he was filthy rich. Then he took a gamble. He invested all of his money in the rice market. The market fell through and he lost every penny. No one saw him again for five years. Then, in 1859, Joshua Norton walked into the office of the San Francisco BULLETIN and told them to print a proclamation that he was Emperor Norton I, emperor of the United States. As a joke, ...
There is a ridiculous story about a weight lifter who appeared at an agent's office. The muscle-bound performer was carrying a stone, a big hammer, and a huge suitcase. "This big stone," he explained to the agent, "is placed on my head, then my assistant takes the hammer and swings it as hard as he can, and breaks the stone." The agent's head nearly ached just from the description, but he was quite enthusiastic. "Sounds wonderful!" he shouted. "But if you need only the hammer and the big stone for the ...
Guin Ream Tuckett was asked to teach a junior high Sunday School class. All went well until she reached the lessons on sex. This is not a subject that is easy for adults working with this particular age group to broach. Although Guin worked out a well-balanced, Biblically-based lesson, her kids seemed pretty uninterested. That is, until one kid asked if there were sex stories in the Bible. Guin assured them that there were both good and bad examples of sex represented in the Good Book. Now she had their ...
Ernie Campbell once preached a sermon with the title: "Did Jesus cry? In it he took issue with the familiar Christmas lullaby (sometimes attributed to Martin Luther), which contains the words: "Away in a manger, no crib for a bed, the little Lord Jesus lay down his sweet head." The second verse is the one that caught his attention: "The cattle are lowing, the baby awakes. But little Lord Jesus, no crying he makes." Campbell took issue with that verse. Jesus was a normal child. Normal children cry. Campbell ...
Somerset Maugham was described by TIME magazine at the time of his death in 1978 as "the most famous author in the world." Eighty million copies of his books had been sold, his plays were performed worldwide, his work had led to several good films, and 80 of his short stories had been adapted for television. At his famous home in Europe he employed one of the best cooks on the Riviera, dined on silver plates and entertained royalty. He also was one of the unhappiest men to walk the planet. What was wrong ...
The story is told about a concert held in Philadelphia, PA. One of the pieces played by the orchestra featured a flute solo. This solo was to be played offstage so that it would sound as if coming from a great distance. The conductor had instructed the flutist to count the measures precisely in order to come in at the exact time. After all, with the flutist offstage, there could be no visual contact between the two of them. On the night of the performance, when the time came for the flute solo, the flutist ...
LEADERSHIP magazine printed a delightful story sometime back. It was about Mark Wellman, a paraplegic, who gained national recognition by climbing the sheer granite face of El Capitan in Yosemite National Park. On the seventh and final day of his climb, the headlines of a local newspaper read like this: SHOWING A WILL OF GRANITE. Accompanying the headline was a photo of Wellman being carried on the shoulders of his climbing companion Mike Corbett. A subtitle said, "Paraplegic and Partner Prove No Wall is ...
The large family had gathered at the old farm house for a reunion. Long after supper, the celebration moved indoors. Only the father of the clan ventured out to wander the vast acres in the dark. On his walk the old man fell into a ditch and found himself sitting waist-deep in slimy mud--very uncomfortable, but in no immediate danger. Without moving, he shouted, “Fire! Fire!” Since fire is one of the most dreaded rural disasters, the celebrating family poured out into the night, frantic with fear. On ...
An elderly lady entered a pet store hoping to purchase a parrot. The store manager did have a parrot but he warned the little lady about purchasing this particular parrot. For you see, this parrot had been raised by a sailor and had picked up much of the sailor's strong language. Confident she could rehabilitate the parrot, though, the elderly lady purchased it. Upon arriving at its new home and being placed in a wonderful new cage, the parrot began an unbelievable barrage of shocking words. Immediately, ...
Have you ever been stuck in traffic behind a really slow moving vehicle? This can be a very frustrating experience, especially when you're running late. In San Diego there is a highway where one exit leads from one highway directly onto another. To make matters worse there is a steep upward hill on the second highway which is used frequently by cement trucks. You can imagine the results as cars leave one highway traveling 55 miles per hour only to find a cement truck slowly making its way up the hill at 20 ...