... resolved to draw straws instead. Whoever drew the shorter straw would then be pledged to shoot himself. Dumas was the unlucky one. He drew the short straw. With a heavy sigh, he picked up his pistol and trudged into the library and closed the door, leaving the company of friends who had gathered to witness the non-duel outside. In a few moments a solitary shot was fired. All the curious pressed into the library. They found Dumas standing with his pistol still smoking. "An amazing thing just happened," said ...
... . Having done so, he wept in his tent because, he said, "There are no more worlds to conquer." Where, then, is happiness found? The answer is simple: "In Christ alone." "At thy right hand there are pleasures forevermore." Let me make a suggestion to you as you leave church today. As you break bread at lunch, think of it as the manna that the children of Israel received from God. Thank God for giving you enough to eat. Don't worry about what you will or will not have tomorrow. Just thank God for today. Let ...
... the box and close it up and he didn't have anything. Then he went on to say "Isn't that a parable of life?" No matter how much we accumulate, it all goes back into the box. We can't take it with us--as the cliche goes. We leave it all behind. So we would be wise to hear Jesus' words to this rich young ruler, "One thing thou lackest. Go thy way, sell whatsoever thou hast, and give to the poor and thou shalt have treasure in heaven." There are some people who are rich in this world ...
... statement. War is hell. And the most hellish part of it is the terrible toll it takes on the lives of the fine young men and women our families and communities produce. In a novel by Rabbi Herbert Tarr, A Woman of Spirit, the title character Hannah Trilling leaves her "ethical will" for her children. She writes: "I'll always be with you, so long as that is your wish. So please serve God with joy and treat people, all people with chesed. (Hebrew for "steadfast love"). And a smile. Me, I've always thought of ...
... we seek and God hides. I know God is very patient with me. Without that patience I would be lost. But frankly, I have to be patient with Him. With no other friend would I go on seeking with such scant conscious response. Yet I cannot leave prayer alone for long. My need drives me to Him. I have a feeling that He has His own reasons for hiding Himself, and that ultimately all my seeking will prove infinitely worthwhile." The apostles obviously felt that the search was worthwhile. They believed God would ...
... ?" I ask you that today because of our scripture reading. Speaking of the name of Jesus Christ, Peter declares, "Neither is there salvation in any other; for there is none other name under heaven given among men, whereby we must be saved." Peter definitely doesn't leave much room for debate here. "There is none other name. . ." None. Not Mohammed, or Moses, or Buddha, or Darwin, or Marx, or Confucius, or anybody. There is no other name by which people can be saved than the name of Jesus. That's a powerful ...
... be whether someone who grew up "looking out for number one" can go the extra mile that marriage requires of both partners. Paul continues, "Husbands love your wives, even as Christ also loved the church, and gave himself for it . . . For this cause shall a man leave his father and mother, and shall be joined unto his wife, and the two shall be one flesh. "This is a great mystery: but I speak concerning Christ and the church. Nevertheless let every one of you in particular so love his wife even as himself ...
... . Jo Craig, a preacher more famous for his frank approach to problems than for his eloquence or diplomacy, was called to the bedside of a woman to hear her dying words. Mr. Craig looked at her a few seconds and then he said to her, "Hannah, if you die and leave all these helpless children for some other woman to care for with things as they are now, it will be the meanest thing you every did in your life!" It is said that it made Hannah so angry that she sat up in bed "fever and all and read him ...
... ? On it we smashed the heads of our victims. Notice the furnace next to it? In that oven we formerly roasted the bodies of our enemies. If it hadn't been for those good missionaries and the love of Jesus that changed us from cannibals into Christians, you'd never leave this place alive! You'd better thank the Lord for the Gospel; otherwise we'd already be feasting on you. If it weren't for the Bible, you'd now be our supper!" (2) The word of God is at work in the world, and one way it is working ...
... . But that’s not what she told me either. “Rather she said, ‘Son, you’ve asked a hard question. The war between the North and the South brought days of heartache and separation. Our salt came from the smokehouse floor, our tea from sassafras leaves and our coffee from grains of corn. The men were all away. My mother, your grandmother, worked alongside all the women. “‘The news came that my father, your grandfather Bennett, had been killed in the war. That was the only information we had. Mother ...
... Spirit who came at Pentecost to empower her for her task. For the church was not an organization merely, not a movement, but a walking incarnation of spiritual energy. And she accomplished within a few brief years such prodigies of moral conquest as to leave us wholly without an explanation--apart from God." (3) In spite of the odds against them, by the end of the first century A.D. that tiny band of Christians had increased from 120 to approximately 10 million. Somebody was praying. And people are still ...
... several times to speak. But there was a bit of community prejudice in that town, and the visitor was interrupted each time he opened his mouth. The locals didn't care for an outsider to become involved. A latecomer to the meeting showed up just as the visitor was leaving, and they passed each other in the entrance. The latecomer aske`d, "What was he doing here? Did he offer help? Is he going to aid us?" Not knowing what to make of this, the members of the assembly asked if he knew who the stranger was. The ...
... to a church being torn apart by dissension. I am reminded of the story of a shoe salesman who had shown a certain woman more than 25 pairs of shoes before she settled for the first pair that she had tried on. As she paid for her purchase and was leaving the store, he said to her, "Thank you for coming. I wish I had a dozen more customers like you." One of the other clerks heard him, and when the customer was gone, said, "You told her you wished you had a dozen of customers like her. Why did you ...
... sons ran a reliable operation. They were renowned for the quality of their product. They didn't dilute their moonshine and were known to deal honestly. That fact, coupled with the problems of arresting a mountain clan, caused local government officials pretty much to leave them alone. However, a newly-elected sheriff did once attempt to arrest Mahala and make a name for himself. The judge who signed the arrest warrant just smiled and told the sheriff to be sure to bring her in. The sheriff and his deputies ...
... then they felt the first splat of raindrops on their shells. "We can't have a picnic without an umbrella," said the first. "Who will go back for one?" They quickly odd-manned, and the empty-handed one was chosen. "I won't go," he said, "As soon as I leave, you'll eat all the food, drink all the turtle-ade, and cut me out of everything." "Wrong," they said, "We'll wait for you, no matter how long it takes!" "No matter how long?" "No matter how long!" At last he turned back and they sat waiting . . . an hour ...
... . He said simply to me, "˜I just wanted to welcome you to the campus and to say that if there is anything I can do to help make your stay here more pleasant, I hope you will call on me.' We chatted for a bit, and as he prepared to leave, he asked me where I went to church. And I told him. "˜Well,' said the upperclassman, "˜I can tell you where that church is. It is quite some distance from here and is rather difficult to find. You go--well, I better draw you a map.' So he sat down ...
... the building, though, she raced down to the theater where she would be performing. All afternoon, she stood in front of the Broadway theater and grabbed people off the sidewalk to tell them that she would soon be working there. Wouldn't it be great to leave church this morning with that kind of excitement, that kind of enthusiasm--so that no matter how calm and sophisticated we look while we are inside these walls, we couldn't wait to get outside to share Christ's love with somebody else? That happened to ...
... , however, William Henley committed suicide. Self-trust was not enough. We need God. Indepedence from God is an illusion. But here is an important truth. Did you know that God also needs us? This is the other side of interdependence. Stand a little taller when you leave this place. You are a needed person. Edward T. Sullivan has written in How God Works: "When God wants an important thing done in this world, or a wrong righted, He goes about it in a very singular way. He does not release His thunderbolts or ...
... who believe that their leader has been raised from the dead, and with that belief as their touchstone, take over an empire; a carousing young playboy who will one day be known, ironically, as St. Augustine; a world-renowned organist, scientist, philosopher who leaves the comforts of western society to minister to diseased bodies of Africans in a remote village deep in the jungle. This is where our deepest hope lies--in the delirious laughter that rumbles through the centuries--the laughter of Sarah, and the ...
In the letters of Paul to the Romans and the Galatians, as well as in Hebrews we read about the faith of the Old Testament patriarch Abraham. Abraham heard God's call to leave his father's house and to begin a new people and he obeyed. In doing so he earned himself a lofty place in the history of the Judeo-Christian faith. But there ought to be an equal place for Sarah, his wife. After all, think what he put her through. ...
A pastor was making a wooden trellis to support a climbing vine. As he was pounding away, he noticed that a little boy was watching him. The youngster didn't say a word, so the preacher kept on working, thinking the boy would leave. But he didn't. Pleased at the thought that his work was being admired, the pastor finally said, "Well, son, trying to pick up some pointers on gardening?" "No," he replied. "I'm just waiting to hear what a preacher says when he hits his thumb with a hammer." (1) ...
... strangles the garden. Since 9-11, we in the western world are more aware than ever of the encroachment of the jungle. God created humanity and placed him in a garden--a paradise with every good thing to make his life enjoyable. But man cannot leave well enough alone. He introduces disobedience and then violence into this garden world. The jungle within man causes him to become an exile from paradise. Centuries pass and humanity's essential nature does not change, until we read in Genesis 6:5-6: "And God ...
... 't as big as we think they are. Patience, persistence, perspective, and one more--prayer. It's prayer that helps us find the proper perspective. We are often like an old bear I heard about out west. A party of hunters was suddenly called away from their camp, leaving a boiling kettle perking on the fire. An old bear crept out of the woods and saw the kettle on the fire with its lid dancing, and he grabbed it. Naturally, it burned him. But instead of dropping it, he hugged it tighter, because this was his ...
... overhead. Animals ducked for doorways as if by some mysterious instinct they knew that this would be a long dreadful night." That was how one man described the longest night of his life--a night when several tornados struck his small community leaving a path of unbelievable destruction. Wartime London must have been something like that. People huddling in fall-out shelters--never knowing when German bombers would strike--wondering whose home would be the next target--worrying about family and friends on the ...
... until they figured out his situation. Nasseri seems to like living in the airport. For more than fifteen years, he has been allowed to remain there. He eats at the food court, reads the newspaper, speaks to the airport employees. Even when offered the chance to leave and start life over in a new country, Nasseri chooses to stay. The airport's doctor believes that Nasseri has become paranoid and confused by his loss of contact with the outside world. Nasseri says, "This is my dream world. I don't have any ...