... about grace impinging upon us, and working in three specific ways. He talked about previnient grace, justifying grace, and sanctifying grace. Previnient grace is the grace of God that goes before us, seeking to open our minds and hearts, wooing us, tenderizing us, and eventually even making it possible for us to exercise faith. Justifying grace is God’s response to our trustful obedience to Jesus Christ, his life, death and resurrection, which is our only means of salvation. Then sanctifying grace, is ...
... not know the name, will make the connection when I tell you, she is the author of many of the marvelous gospel songs that we sing with such exhilarating joy, two of which we will be singing in the service today. ‘Blessed Assurance Jesus Is Mine, Jesus Is Tenderly Calling Thee Home, Rescue The Perishing, All The Way My Savior Leads Me. What most of us do not know is that because of blundering treatment, Fannie Crosby was blinded at the age of 6 weeks. Six weeks old she became blind. Over 8,000 hymns that ...
... EmoryUniversity. Do you remember that old story about the college student who majored in extracurricular activities rather than study? The inevitable happened, he flunked out. He was terribly afraid of his father, so he thought he would appeal to the tenderness and love of his mother. He sent her a very cryptic telegram, “Flunked out, coming home, prepare father.” The next day, he received an equally cryptic succinct message, “Father prepared, prepare yourself.” My Kim thought she deserved an A, but ...
... s Supper. I watched those people, many of them old, as they waited for the bread and the wine, and I wish I could describe the look on their faces. They were like hungry people who had not tasted bread for days. They’re rough hands too the bread tenderly, and it was as though they caressed the cup, as they took and received their sip of life giving juice. When you know their story, you could understand why it was so. Their story is personified in one man, Alexander Coombs. He is the fellow that the Upper ...
... throughout the Old Testament, then reaches its Mount Everest height in the incarnation. God took upon himself, bone, flesh, blood, to become one of us, and they called his name Jesus. But even beyond the incarnation, the naming goes on, reaching a beautiful climax in that tender word spoken by Jesus in the 15th chapter of John. After he had given that marvelous analogy of the vine and the branches, Jesus said, greater love hath no man than this, that a person lay down his life for a friend and then he gave ...
... . “Now that I have discovered him, I find that it is a continuous discovery, and every day is rich with new aspects of him and his working. If through these mind wanders apart and say, God, what shall we think of now? He always answer in a beautiful tender way, and I know that God is love hungry.” I like that. I know that God is love hungry, said Laubach, because he is constantly pointing me to some dull dead soul which he has never reached, and wistfully urges me to help him reach that stolid, tight ...
... , waiting and hoping. The question is, who is this God for whom we wait? Who is this Emmanuel, this God with us, for whom we long? Return to the words of the prophet Isaiah, sang so beautifully by the choir. “Comfort, comfort my people says your God. Speak tenderly to Jerusalem and cry to her that her warfare has ended, that her iniquity is pardoned, that she has received from the Lord’s hand double for her sin. A voice cries, in the wilderness, prepare the way of the Lord. Make straight in the desert a ...
... t you imagine how caringly he must have prepared the place for Mary in that cattle stall, when there was no room for them in the inn? This was young Mary’s first baby. With what joy did she contemplate the infant son that was to come, and with what tenderness did she wrap him in swaddling clothes and lay him in that manger of straw? And when the child was born, there was Joseph’s sigh of relief, and the sparkling tears of joy on Mary’s cheeks. The pain and anxiety of childbirth are lost in the ecstasy ...
... with a crown of thorns, red were his wounds and deep, for those were crude and cruel days and human flesh was cheap. When Jesus came to Memphis, they simply passed him by, they never hurt a hair on him, they only let him die. For men had grown more tender, and they would not give him pain, they only just passed him down the street and left him in the rain. Still Jesus cried, forgive them for they know not what they do. And still it rained the winter’s rain that drenched him through and through. The crowds ...
... of who you will meet. What you are going to do, what you are going to need. Even as you dress yourself bodily, you can dress yourselves spiritually in prayer. As you put on the garments of the new person you are in Christ Jesus. Put on tender mercies, Paul said. Humility, meekness, patience, forbearance and forgiveness. Above all, he said, put on love. Paul's image of putting off and putting on is very clear. It takes us back to the fundamentals of the Christian life. Some of you will remember that back in ...
... cradled her head in deep prayer. After the Mass, she spoke. She spoke simply, but her words penetrated the conscience of the audience because her words flowed out of a life of prayer and service. She called us to prayer, and to a life of tender mercy -- which she would say are inseparable. She punctuated her brief talk with some personal experiences. She told of walking on the streets of Calcutta and seeing something moving in a ditch. She had to look carefully to see that it was an emaciated man -- still ...
... midst of what must have been the most trying, confusing, excruciatingly painful life a person could know. Maybe that was the source of his power. He prayed to God, "Put my tears in thy bottle." His tears were not wasted. They turned Dr. Beaty into a gracious tender man who loved without limits. A man of gratitude who never forgot to pay his vows, and to render gratitude. He could thus say with the Psalmist, "This I know, that God is for me." I've not yet discovered the translation that Dr. Beaty used when ...
... . She had given herself to him and he had used her. It was a despicable kind of harshness on his part. It would have been a normal thing for her to be bitter, angry, calloused and hard. The pain was there and she wept a lot -- but there was a tenderness about her, a kind of transparent perception of reality that defied reason, and she put it in a few words: "This is not the end for me -- though I'm beaten down and crushed. This is not the end for me, because I know I am loved by God." More ...
... a planet –a crystal and a cell a jellyfish and a saurian,and caves where the cave men dwell; Then a sense of law and beauty and a face turned from the clod Some call it Evolution,And others call it God. A haze on the far horizon,The infinite tender sky.The ripe, rich tint of the cornfields, and the wild geese sailing high;. And all over upland and lowland, the charm of the goldenrod,Some call it Autumn,And others call it God. Like tides on a crescent sea beach When the moon is new and thin, Into our ...
... chapter is a spark struck out of the fires of war and persecution. Its author was not simply an exile -- he was a slave who had known the dungeon and the fetter. Listen to those beginning words of hope: "Comfort, comfort my people, says your God. Speak tenderly to Jerusalem, and cry to her that her warfare is ended, that her iniquity is pardoned, that she has received from the Lord's hand double for all her sins" (vss. 1 and 2). Listen to the proclamation that Christians shout every Advent to affirm Jesus ...
... . We need, one, to say what we mean and say it clearly. And two, we need to mean what we say. I've shared with you a prayer that I came across recently -- but it's worth calling to mind here. Listen to it: "Lord, make my words sweet and tender for I may have to eat them tomorrow." We've all had that experience -- our words coming back to haunt us. We need to be slow to talk.
... with a crown of thorns,red were His wounds and deep,For those were crude and cruel days,and human flesh was cheap. When Jesus came to Memphis they simply passed Him by,They never hurt a hair of Him, they only let Him die;For men had grown more tender,and they would not give Him pain,They only just passed down the street,and left Him in the rain. Still Jesus cried, "Forgive them, for they know not what they do,And still it rained the wintry rain that drenched Him through and through;The crowds went home and ...
... on many a face. And on the other hand, if a man or woman get into their hearts the refining influence of God's grace and love by living near the Master, very soon the beauty of expression which is born of consecration and unselfishness...the tenderness caught from Jesus, will not be lacking; and some eyes that look upon them will recognize the family-likeness." (Maclaren, The Gospel of Luke, p. 288). Here it is in a story, told by my friend, Don Shelby, a Methodist minister out in Santa Monica, California ...
... Alpha and Omega, He the source, the ending He...." That's the message of Advent, and it reminds us that what happened at the beginning and what will happen at the end are mysteriously related to what happened at Christmas. We're not merely looking at a tender human scene a little baby, a loving mother, an anxious father we're getting a glimpse of the very nature of things. The manager is very temporal, very fragile, very earthy, but in the manager we're looking at eternity. "He the source, the ending He" I ...
... to read the Magnificat in public. Christians were already suspect in that country and they were cautioned against reading verses so inflammatory." ² As we celebrate this wonderful joyous day, our hearts are drawn to the day God came with blessing through a gentle mother and tender child in a tiny village across the oceans. And in the words that are "joy to the world," there is a promise to all who have been "left out." It is my prayer in this season that our hearts will also be drawn to give something ...
... event. Waters will flow forth in the desert and even the wild beasts will praise his act (vv. 19-20). God will return to his people and lead them into a new life, defending them by his mighty right arm, but also feeding them like a shepherd, carrying them tenderly in his everlasting love, and gently leading those who are with young (40:9-11). The central message of the Second Isaiah, then, is that Israel is to wait for that new act, wait patiently for the God who will save her and renew her life once again ...
... saints of the ages have all known that there is no way “to be a saint—quickly.” St. Francis de Sales gave direction for our journey. We must begin with a strong and constant resolution to give ourselves wholly to God, professing to him, in a tender, loving manner, from the bottom of our hearts, that we intend to be his without any reserve, and then we must often go back and renew this same resolution. (A Year With the Saints, page 2). The whole of our Christian journey is disciplined attention to God ...
... the Lord, the more our eyes are opened and the more we see the loneliness, the pain, the quiet desperation of people around us – reaching out – hoping that someone will see, and hear, and stop, and listen, and touch. The closer we walk with the Lord, the more tender our hearts become and we cry within when human needs go unmet. So it’s tough, so very tough for the sincere Christian to recognize that there is a limit to what we can offer. But we must do it – when compassion fatigue begins to set in ...
... at something, such as his failure in two marriages – to keep from crying. He came off in most of his columns as crusty and tough, but now and then he would write of some of the hard issues of life and communicate a depth of understanding and winsome tenderness that drove his point home. In one of his columns he wrote about the church. Listen to him. On a cold day last week I stood outside the church in my hometown of Moreland, Georgia, that is so dear to my childhood and tried to remember how long ...
... us in His image. I trust the Master’s work and I am safe in His hands.” Today his 25-year-old wife, Aleida, told me that she’s been really sick. Tests reveal it is cancer. Tonight when I finally connected with Carlos, he responded with a tenderness in his voice, “Jeannine, the Lord has spoken to me. ‘This sickness will not end in death. No, it is for God’s glory so that God’s Son may be glorified through it.’ We desire to be found faithful with whatever He entrusts to us.” Medellin ...