... one day and out of love the next. True love has an enduring quality; it is like a rock. That is why love is something you can build a life upon. To use a crude analogy, love is a lot like concrete. The substance is at first very warm and soft, and easily disturbed. However, as time passes the concrete solidifies until it is strong enough to become a foundation capable of supporting great buildings. Real love is like that. It creates a foundation of security. It becomes a firm ground upon which you can walk ...
... remind us of fire, don't they. Doves and fire are two ways we have of thinking of God who is a Spirit. The Bible tells us that God's Spirit is invisible, but he is like a dove and like flames. He comes roaring down out of heaven and warms our hearts and our lives with his friendly fire. Is the Holy Spirit living at your house? (Let them answer.) Not only is he living at your house, God's Spirit is actually living right inside of you. That's right. In the Bible a man named Paul wrote a ...
... any of those ideas. Instead, God is our friend. The Bible tells us that God comes to us in three special ways. Today, on Holy Trinity Sunday, we remember them. One way God comes to us is as a Spirit who comes right inside our hearts and makes us feel warm and safe and full of love. Isn't that great to know that God stays close to us like that? Another way God comes to us is as a person just like you and me. When Jesus lived in our world, he was a friend to all the people who ...
... gifts is that I know somebody will be happy when I give the gift to them. I don't even need to be around to watch them open it. All I need to do is give the gift and realize that I have helped somebody. I get a sort of warm feeling when I do. Now let's turn the question around. How many of you like to receive gifts? Well, I should have known that every hand would go up. How many of you would like to receive this gift? It sort of depends on what it is, doesn't ...
... then repeat the questions.) How do you know you're alive? Let's start here. (Pick a child to answer. Repeat each of their answers. Us as many as time allows. Some of them might be the following ideas.) I can feel happy and sad. I can feel cold and warm. I can touch and see. I can hear and think. I can remember things. I can smell. I can walk and run. There are lots of ways to tell if you are alive. But how do you tell if someone else is alive? (Let them respond.) The man in our ...
... ever given somebody a card or a present and then watched how happy they became because you gave it to them? (Let them answer.) How does it make you feel just then? I know that when I do it, it makes me feel really good inside. I feel sort of warm and content. That can only happen when we start to "give ourselves away" to other people. So it's important not only to receive special mail, but maybe it's even more important to send special mail to somebody else. Today's Gospel story tells us that when we give ...
... seemed to enhance the storyteller's mystique." Bob Hughes continues: "Biblical narratives were Pastor Martin's stock-in-trade. The room fell silent as his eyes took on a faraway look and he cleared his throat to call the 'mob' to attention. As he warmed to his task, Pastor Martin began to pace and then to perspire. Biblical characters came alive. Kings drove chariots and Cadillacs, warriors used swords and bazookas, merchants hawked spices and bubble gum. I wonder now if our pastor was a fan of Peter ...
... voice shouted “Leave the altar and don’t come back.” That boy became Tito, the Communist leader. In the cathedral of a large city in another place another altar boy serving the bishop at Sunday Mass also accidentally dropped the cruet of wine. With a warm twinkle in his eyes, the bishop gently whispered, “Someday you will be a priest.” Do you know who that boy was? Archbishop Fulton Sheen. How do you deal with others who have caused problems for you? Jesus has the answer. With straight talk, due ...
Christmas Eve/Day • Christmas Eve/Day Only the bleat of a lamb could be heard through the quiet of the night. Across the treeless grazing land a soft breeze kissed the warm earth. Within a secluded nook a herd of sheep were dozing while on a mound only a few feet away a group of men slumbered calmly. The ruddy faces, hands and sandaled feet of those men betrayed the fact that they had long been exposed to the elements. Their garments ...
... in the car, went to a friend’s cabin a couple miles from civilization. The dog and I escaped. Once there, I turned on the gas lights and started a fire in the woodstove. We went for a walk and, after a half hour or so, we returned to a warm, cheery, comfortable retreat. I felt like an outlaw safe in a hideout, like Thoreau in his cabin on Walden Pond, like Walter Mitty in the depths of his own mind. In the recliner beside the fire I fell asleep. When I awoke, it was dark. As I sat there half ...
... Don’t ever lose the wonder and mystery of Christmas. Every year I’m reminded of those words of the late Peter Marshall: “When Christmas doesn’t make your heart swell up until it nearly bursts and fill your eyes with tears and make you all soft and warm inside then you will know that something inside of you is dead.” The mystery of Christmas gave a young virgin a song to sing. This was not to be an ordinary birth but a virgin birth. The birth of righteousness, peace and love in this stern world is ...
... Jesus Christ. Everyone is capable of change. Human nature is adaptive, and capable of change. No matter however inadequate a human being may be, that doesn’t relieve a person from the responsibility of making oneself over into what he should be -- a warm human being capable of love and decency. Those easy evasions: “You can’t change human nature,” “the leopard cannot change its spots,” “you can’t teach an old dog new tricks,” and the like, are false. Human nature isn’t something that is ...
... hurry out. The preacher stopped him at the door. He said, “Who are you, son, whose boy are you?” He felt that he would like to crawl into a hole somewhere. The new minister had obviously already heard about him. But before he could answer, the preacher said with a warm smile on his face, “Wait a minute! I know who you are.” He leaned down and looked closely into the boy’s face and said, “I can see a family resemblance. You are a child of God.” Then he put his hands on the boy’s shoulders and ...
Matthew 6:19-24, Matthew 6:16-18, Matthew 6:5-15, Matthew 6:1-4
Sermon
John M. Braaten
... asks, "Do we not all strut a bit upon a lighted stage and assume poses, because the good Lord and our neighbors and friends are sitting in the audience and we would like to have some applause and lots of flowers and handshakes?"2 Clearly our need for the warm glow of approval is often disguised as altruism. That's why Jesus puts his "beware" in front of this statement, "... in order to be seen by men; for then you will have no reward from your Father who is in heaven." You will be seen by others, that's ...
... of his church to pay tribute not only to his days upon earth but to his faith in God as he knew Him through Jesus Christ. I have known _______ all my life. We were boys together in Trinity Sunday church school. Through the years we have shared a warm, personal relationship of joys and sorrows, hopes and fears, and faith and doubts. If I were to take one verse from scripture to express his life and faith, perhaps no verse could be more fitting than the words of St. Paul: "I have fought the good fight; I have ...
... support segregation. And,” he said, “I have never forgotten the reception I received at those churches. The majority of the people, even if they didn’t agree, respected me for standing for what was right. When I went to the black church, the welcome was warm and sincere as the pastor introduced me by saying, ‘We are greatly honored tonight to welcome Sir George Thomas, a British member of Parliament, who is a Methodist like us. His face is white, but his heart is as black as ours.’" I was talking ...
... recognize it as a Norman Rockwell painting. Yes, there is the ever-popular, familiar picture of a family Thanksgiving dinner, complete with all the trimmings and all the members of the family about to partake of dinner. Many of us can identify with those warm memories of family gatherings such as this one portrayed by Rockwell. There is something very special, almost sacred, about eating together. You put your feet under the same table with people you know and care about. You pass the rolls, the bread, the ...
... her thoughts with the announcement that the human resources director would see her now. She could feel the blood rush to her head, her palms grow moist, and her heart pound as she walked with short, quick steps into the next office. She was warmly greeted by the director, who began by putting her at ease: “Heard you had a bad trip this morning. We never know about those things around here, but we learn patience.” [“Patience!” she thought to herself. “It’s definitely what I need, but I ...
... bad nights, but this was worst of all. Now he was really alone. He began to have all the bad thoughts again… perhaps life really wasn’t worth living anymore. The doorbell rang. It was his sister Sherri. She reached out her arms and held Terry with a long and warm embrace. “I know it’s the pits,” she said, “I’ve been where you are tonight. Now I’ve come to help you start the trip back like Sally did for me. Let’s go out and eat. It’s on me.” God answered his wayward peple. He heard ...
... arrived earlier that morning. Suddenly Neta appears at the door. “Pastor, I’d like you to meet Emily Johnson. She’s worshiping with us for the first time today and wants to join our church.” The pastor puts aside what he is doing and greets Emily warmly. He invites her to sit down for a minute so that he can get to know her a little better. Emily begins to tell the pastor how much she likes the congregation. She was especially impressed with the Sunday school for her three young children. She wants ...
... . Master: Yes, my child. Help me to stand and we can talk. (As he stands) I've always hated that position. It makes my knees fall asleep. You know, this guru stuff isn't all it's cracked up to be. Sure, the walking on hot coals can warm your coddles, but this lotus sitting position is painful. Maybe I should get myself a nice beanbag chair. What do you think? Woman: Master, that doesn't matter. Master: That's because you weren't sitting there like a human pretzel. Woman: Master, what matters is the answer ...
... an illuminated cat to scare away mice. There was a device to prevent snoring which consisted of a trumpet reaching from the mouth to the ear. One person designed a tube to reach from his mouth to his feet so that his breath would keep his feet warm as he slept. There was an adjustable pulpit which could be raised or lowered. You could hit a button and make the pulpit descend or ascend to illustrate a point dramatically. Obviously, at one time somebody had high hopes for each of those designs which did not ...
... poverty she gave “all” that she had; her whole living. Now that’s faith. This woman, in the experience of Jesus, declared her faith to God by giving all that she had. She reminds me of John Wesley, who declared, after feeling his heart strangely warmed, that he could trust God completely as the source of his salvation. Here is a woman who obviously trusts God completely and concretizes her faith response in the act of giving. God expects us to live in faith; “The substance of things hoped for and ...
... one’s spiritual vitality. When the spiritual fuel gets low, one needs to fill with God through prayer. Prayer is the expression of the soul’s sincere desire, whether verbalized or cried out from within. Prayer is that something that causes an internalized chain reaction that somehow warms up the whole body even on a cold day. Prayer is that vehicle that allows a dying man to make peace with God. Luke tells us about a man dying on a cross along side Jesus and rather than a curse, he whispered a word of ...
... would follow, because we sheep know his voice (John 10:3-5). Sometimes I wonder, however, whether this was not wishful thinking on Jesus' part. I call it wishful thinking, because those of you with roots on the farm know that sheep are not those warm, cuddly little animals that city people (like me) think they are. No, sheep are stubborn and willful. Martin Luther, one time when he was doing a sermon on the topicof the Good Shepherd, said that sheep "are most foolish and stupid animals." This was Jesus ...