... -sleeved shirts. Blaine resolved to set the boy's father straight if he ever met him. As it so happened, the boy's father brought him to be enrolled soon afterwards. The boy's father was a nervous, self-conscious, unhappy man. Blaine noticed that he also wore long sleeves. But those sleeves could not cover the shiny scars and puckered skin on the man's arms that indicated that he had once been burned too. This man was only repeating the abuse that had been inflicted on him by his father. (2) Some people don ...
... Portland, Oregon when he noticed a man coming toward him carrying two light bags. The man who was approaching stopped nearby to greet his family. First this man motioned to his youngest son (maybe six years old) as he laid down his bags. They gave each other a long, loving hug. As they separated enough to look in each other's face, the father said, "It's so good to see you, son. I missed you so much!" His son smiled somewhat shyly, averted his eyes and replied softly, "Me, too, Dad!" Then the man stood up ...
... . And you wondered, Is there any reason left to have hope? And the answer is, yes. BECAUSE GOD MADE US, GOD CAN ALSO SAVE US. As long as we are in God's hands, there is still hope. After all these words of despair, we come to verses 8 and 9: "Yet, O ... We can be re-created in God's image. Like a lump of clay on a potter's wheel, we may lose our shape temporarily. But so long as we stay in the potters' hands, we can still be molded into something worthwhile. A visitor to the shop of a local potter was puzzled ...
... are only outward manifestations of an inward experience. The Christian faith is a dynamic, living relationship with God through His son Jesus Christ. There is a story about a spider that started to build a new web high up in the rafters of a barn. The web was a long way from the insects' regular paths. Soon, however, the web fell down into the barn and there the spider lived a rich life on the insects that got caught in his web. One day he noticed a single silver thread reaching up as far as he could see ...
... be equal, the marriage will suffer. As one husband put it, "Sometimes I give far more that I receive, and sometimes I receive far more than I give. But my wife does the same. If we weren't willing to do that, we would have broken up long ago." A successful marriage requires love and respect and the willingness to go the extra mile, over and over. It requires being the first to apologize, and it requires a lot of humility. A good marriage requires respect for your spouse's contribution to the marriage--which ...
... 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, two, four, a day, two days, a week. Two weeks went ... your job is motivating people sometimes a temper is a real asset, at least in the short run. In the long run, we are better off delivered from bitterness, wrath, anger, clamor, evil speaking and malice. But how? One of the ...
... , His reconciliation with us. Here He makes it possible for us to be restored to fellowship with Him and to be adopted into His family and become His beloved children. Do you know how they used to catch monkeys in the jungle? They would take a clear glass bottle with long neck and tie a rope around it and hang it up in the green branches of a tree top. Then they’d take a little red rubber ball and put in the bottom of that jar and wait for monkeys to come along. A monkey would eventually arrive and see ...
... if he thought he was old, then he must truly have been old! On the other hand, in Jesus’ day people did not live as long as they do now, and perhaps, from our perspective, he was rather young. Also, in Jesus’ day it was considered an honor to be old ... new birth is the new life lived in Christ. As a dear saint of God once said to me, “I don’t care how loud you shout, just as long as you live as loud as you shout!” Just so. In a sense, the best way to know if one is born again is this: are you alive ...
... to be done. One of the finest books on Christian ethics ever written was penned by the ill-fated Bishop James Pike of he Episcopal Church, titled, Doing the Truth. Toward the end of his life Bishop Pike went off on some odd tangents, but in this little book, long out of print, he was right on target. Truth is something which is to be done, not merely to be believed. Martin Luther once said, “There is a believing in God which means I put my trust in Him, give myself up to thinking that I can have dealings ...
... the disciples must have shook in their sandals. They must have said, or at least thought, “If we have to go this way, then let us go quickly; let’s not stop along the way.” However, by the sixth hour (noon by our reckoning), Jesus was tired from the long journey, and so he decided to pull into a rest stop by Jacob’s well. Here we have John again painting a very human Jesus, One who was sometimes weary and got tried as all of us do; not the Docetic Jesus sometimes pictured by later writers who forgot ...
... memorable scene of the night the slave, Kunta Kinte, drove his master to a ball at a big plantation house. Kunta Kinte heard the music from inside the house, music from the white folk’s dance. He parked the buggy and settled down to wait out the long night of his master’s revelry. While he sat in the buggy, he heard other music coming from the slaves’ quarters...the little cabins behind the big house. It was different music, music with a different rhythm. He felt his legs carrying him down the path ...
... to be part of the church. But no one welcomed her. No one even spoke to her the first Sunday she went to church. "As time went on and I attended other churches," Gert writes, "in various parts of the country, I made a bewildering discovery. These long-faced, listless people were present in every congregation." Then she asked a very good question: "How could they come into God''s presence Sunday after Sunday without breathing in the joy that danced in the very air?" Let us remember that the theme of Paul''s ...
... Judas Iscariot. I''ll pay the pardon price for any man who can be that model." As the story goes, the jailer took him down a long corridor, down winding steps into a dark, dank dungeon. Cell by cell, he peered behind the bars to see if anyone in there could take the ... tenderly, and should think it ungrateful if I were not to celebrate its splendor. But I have needs it cannot meet and longings it cannot satisfy. I belong to another world which is my true home, and one day I shall dwell there." In the chapel ...
... the way across the country. When we landed in Los Angeles, his mother said to me, Thank you for doing that. He lost his father not long ago, and he has no man to muss him up like that and love him. Thank you so very, very much.''" Dr. Kirkland realized, as he ... , when he least expected it would happen. (1) One of the great hymns of the Advent season shares this insight, "Come, thou long expected Jesus--born to set thy people free." However, if we are completely honest today, what would our answer be to the ...
... don’t want to do. I can will to do what is right, but I end up not doing it, wretched man that I am, who will deliver me. For some of us, the inner conflict is a full scale war. For others who have been on the way a long time and have cultivated more grace, it may be more like gorilla warfare, with pockets of enemy forces holding out here and then, here and there, moving in for confrontations now and then. This is why we must experience the indwelling Christ as a converting presence. Also, we must realize ...
... the betrayal of one we respect very much, or as the one we love the most with whom we shared the intimacy of marriage leaves us for another person. The death of our spouse or a parent may take us there. It may occur when we’re terminated by a long-time employer without explanation. Or when an illness confines us and there is no respite from pain. Or when illness strikes a child and we’re helpless and can do nothing but sit by the side of that bed and hold the child’s hand, as that child hovers between ...
... the church invites the couple to make to each other. I, John, take thee Kim to be my wedded wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, as long as life shall last. In the mystery and the absurdity of those questions and those vows lie the uniqueness of Christian marriage. There are those who believe that marriages are made in heaven. Now if you had been involved in as much marital counseling as I have, you ...
... to talk about the resurrection of the body. He said it’s like a farmer, planting a seed in the ground, and the shell of the husk falls away and new life appears. So we die, to be born again into new life. Let me share a recent experience. Not long ago, I was visiting in the hospital room of one of our members. I had visited with him often before, and we had shared deeply. He was hooked up with oxygen tubes, was breathing deeply, and I could tell he had little energy. He couldn’t talk, but he could ...
... his way back into the family fold, he did not have any of his inheritance that he could put back into the family farm. It probably took him months to recover from that prodigal journey. And I’m sure that he bore the marks of the far country for a long time after he returned to the father’s house, but he wore the robe and the ring of a son. His place in the family was not dependant upon his condition or his performance, it was dependant upon the father’s love to receive him back, and to love him ...
... we accept ourselves and our strengths and our weaknesses." We know it don't we? We all have thorns in the flesh. "Some are thorns of grief -- for the pointless death of a child, a husband, a wife. Others are thorns of betrayal... "A thorn can be a divorce, long past, that still poisons the blood-stream of our lives. A thorn can be a child we think has disgraced us, or one we think we have disgraced. A thorn can be any lapse of judgment or mistake. The way we treasure mistakes sometimes makes me think they ...
... are hearing the knock of the Gestapo on the doors at night. Tell us, Herr Doctor, tell us what to do." And Kramer was silent for a long, long time. Then he said to them, "I cannot tell you what to do, but I can tell you who you are!" And with that, he reached over ... further back than that, and it's more than a good upbeat philosophy set to music. It's theology. It's Biblical faith. A long time before that popular song, a singer of Israel discerned God saying, "I hate men who are half and half." Then in the ...
... the solution for you. You need to go and look up Grimaldi, the playboy. He knows how to have a good time. He knows how to get the most out of life. He will show you how to start living again, and how to really enjoy yourself." There was a long pause, and then with incredibly depressed eyes, the man looked up at the psychiatrist. "Doctor", he said very quietly, "I am Grimaldi." Those two stories tell the story -- the story of our predicament. We'd like to live as we please, but we can't. That is, we can't ...
... the solution for you. You need to go and look up Grimaldi, the playboy. He knows how to have a good time. He knows how to get the most out of life. He will show you how to start living again, and how to really enjoy yourself." There was a long pause, and then with incredibly depressed eyes, the man looked up at the psychiatrist. "Doctor", he said very quietly, "I am Grimaldi." Those two stories tell the story -- the story of our predicament. We'd like to live as we please, but we can't. That is, we can't ...
... rebellion on the part of the tenants. He gave them chance after chance to do the right thing. Is nothing so wonderful as the patience of God? If any man had created the world, he would have taken his hand, and, in exasperated despair, he would have wiped it out long ago." (Barclay, p. 256). But God is patient.....oh, so patient. Think about it in your own life. How patient was God with you as you played with life in the far country of lust and pleasure, as though life was a game, and you could do with it as ...
... to talk about the resurrection of the body. He said it’s like a farmer, planting a seed in the ground, and the shell of the husk falls away and new life appears. So we die, to be born again into new life. Let me share a recent experience. Not long ago, I was visiting in the hospital room of one of our members. I had visited with him often before, and we had shared deeply. He was hooked up with oxygen tubes, was breathing deeply, and I could tell he had little energy. He couldn’t talk, but he could ...