... we can relate to the product being sold. The point is made. Let me give you an example of a modern day parable. There is a young couple that is watching a rodeo. Suddenly the man realizes he has lost the traveler’s cheques. The vacation is ruined! In wild desperation and panic, they rush off to the inn in which they are staying. You almost expect to see bodies on the ground, as they rush by people who must think these two are mad. They charge through the lobby. After such a charge, they are greeted by a ...
... upon him like a dove; and a voice came from heaven, "Thou are my beloved Son; with thee I am well pleased." The Spirit immediately drove him out into the wilderness. And he was in the wilderness forty days, tempted by Satan; and he was with the wild beasts; and the angels ministered to him. Now after John was arrested, Jesus came into Galilee, preaching the gospel of God, and saying, "The time is fulfilled, and the kingdom of God is at hand; repent, and believe in the gospel." In the years that he was ...
... was surprised to note that now I really desired to do right. Whereas, before, I had liked evil and was bored by goodness; now, I hated evil and was yearning after goodness - I was a new being! Grace never forces us; we can reject grace. Listen to Oscar Wilde as he described his own fall from grace. God had given me almost everything ... Tired of being on the heights I deliberately went to the depths in search of a new sensation ... I grew careless of the lives of others. I took pleasure where it pleased me ...
... and my attitudes, and eventually will influence my actions. Our world is sick unto death. Humanity is trying out many dangerous roads. People are walking down dark paths toward destructive precipices. There is an unnatural craze for violence, a rage for wild sex, a madness for fake freedom that enslaves the self and destroys others. There is a sad contempt for human life. A modern poet speaks: "We have set out as pilgrims whose destination is perdition ... across streets, across countries, across reason ...
... Rome, our topless and bottomless bars with the Roman banquet, our pornography with that of Pompeii. Listen! C. S. Lewis has Caspian whisper in the Narnia Chronicles, "Wouldn’t it be dreadful if some day in our own world, men started going wild inside, like the animals ... and still looked like men." O America, America! Sadly, it seems that successful civilizations grow rich, grow over-confident, grow corrupt, grow soft, and the "Visigoths," or some "less civilized" group takes over. This can happen to any ...
... one accumulates a host of other items, some of them essential, some necessary within our cultural requirements, and some of them luxuries. Is it all bad to have such things? Are we suggesting that we renounce all of this, return to the wilds, wander about naked, eat berries and roots, and disavow anything whatever that may suggest we "own" anything? That would admittedly be sheer folly. Even the most primitive of lifestyles must still "possess" life and essentials, although those possessions may be held in ...
... just wait here for a moment? [Mother and son stand with heads bowed while a soloist sings "Am I A Soldier Of The Cross"] Minister: Thereupon the Spirit sent him away into the wilderness, and there he remained for forty days tempted by Satan. He was among the wild beasts; and the angels waited on him. After John had been arrested, Jesus came into Galilee proclaiming the Gospel of God: "The time has come; the kingdom of God is upon you; repent and believe the gospel." [Mark 1:12-15] Son: Why do they call the ...
... Jesus’ words, "Father, forgive them ..."? The only place to leave Manasseh is with God. Let God be the judge. Who really wins in life? Manasseh, or Isaiah who was so brutally tortured? Who won: those early Christian martyrs, or the Romans who inflicted fire and wild beasts? Jesus, or those who put him to death? Speak, History! Who are Life’s victors? Unroll thy long annals and say; Are they those whom the world called the victors, Who won the success of a day? The martyrs, or Nero? The Spartans, Who ...
... . (Luke 1:77-79) John’s rise was meteoric. Firm in the Nazarite vow that he should taste neither wine nor strong drink, and heavily influenced by Essene training, he appeared dramatically, wearing camel’s hair with a leather girdle, eating locusts and wild honey. He had spent time in the wilderness of Judaea - the area around the eastern shore of the Dead Sea. He was a forbidding figure, burned by the fierce Middle East sun, gaunt with piercing eyes and resonant voice. Exuding a remarkable charismatic ...
... I shall never cease from the practice and teaching of philosophy." Socrates drank the hemlock and died in regal dignity. Herod Antipas represents much of the modern world: sham and pretense. "The first duty in life is to be as artificial as possible," sniffed Oscar Wilde. "What the second duty is, no one has yet discovered."2 We think semblance is all that really counts. We judge by size of the automobile or value of the mink coat. Yes, sometimes, even our clergy: who is the successful minister? The one ...
... of silence as the pastor prepared to announce the final hymn. Suddenly George stood up and with deep emotion declared loudly, "Rosie lives!" Then he began to sing with a deep, rich baritone voice that song that he had always associated with Rosie--"My Wild Irish Rose, the Sweetest Flower That Grows..." The congregation was stunned at first. But several people in the congregation knew George and how he was grieving for Rosie. They stood up and joined in the song. Then more and more people. Finally, the whole ...
... is witnessing] It’s wrong, wrong, wrong! We’ll suffer, Pontius. You and I, and everyone else whose hand has been in on this. We’ll suffer. [The sound effects stop] VOICE: Suffered under Pontius Pilate. CLAUDIA: [At back of auditorium, she screams loudly, wildly. Then she waits there, out of sight of the audience, if possible. The storm noises become background again] CENTURION: Well, I don’t know what to make of that. PETER: If only Pon ... if only the governor had listened to her. [The storm noises ...
... ’ve no more to do with you. JUDAS: Take it back. Maybe it’ll help. CAIAPHAS: He is already dead. JUDAS: [Sobbing] I ... I know. I was there. ANNAS: So forget it, Judas. It is over. You have done your nation a great favor in getting rid ... JUDAS: [Interrupts, wildly] No, not a favor. Not a favor. Not a favor. He was ... he was my friend. CAIAPHAS: You certainly didn’t sound as if he were your friend yesterday, when we talked with you about kissing him on the cheek to point him out to us. JUDAS: A kiss ...
... those strange times when two plus two equals not four, but five or seven or nine? There are those experiences which are unexpected, unmeasured, unmerited, and unearned! And those are the graces of life. How deeply some grace, as well as law, runs in life. A wild flower that blooms where it never will be seen has all the delicacy of a work of art. That’s grace. A society makes available to anyone who will receive it knowledge and rights and powers of healing, none of which were personally earned. That’s ...
... : "O I just love it. I’ll take it home and put it in water. My mother has a green thumb, and I just know it will grow!" The teacher resumed her duties, the boy went back to his desk, but in a few minutes was waving his hand wildly in the air for attention, and saying: "Teacher, teacher, I want to ast you somethin’" "All right," she said, "What is it?" "It’s about your mother, teacher. Teacher, if her thumb is green, what color is the other fingers?" Right at the beginning of living the God-directed ...
... woman isn’t?) - and Mary just poured the whole bottle on Jesus! It didn’t seem to occur to her to think: "I’ll give him a few extra drops, or a fourth of it, or half of it, and save some of it" - she just, with a kind of wild abandon, tipped it up, and gave him all of it! How sad that we are often afraid of doing "too much." How many times, in looking for someone to do something in the local church, I’ve heard it said: "I’ve done my share," "I’ve given enough," "Let ...
... being a tenant and owning a vineyard would have been familiar facts to the people who heard him tell it. I have on several occasions seen the vineyards of Israel, which are surrounded by a stone wall. On top of the wall is placed brambles that keep the wild animals from coming into the vineyard. They also protect the vineyard from thieves climbing over the stone wall. Many of the vineyards that I saw had a wine-press located right on the spot. A tower was usually built with the stones that were picked up to ...
... on that night, but could I have tickets for the second night? - if there is one." Let’s be honest and admit that the things which make us ignore the invitation of Christ aren’t always bad in themselves. These people did not go off on some wild or immoral adventure. When Luke tells this same story, he tells us that one person went to check on his real estate, another on his livestock and business, and another had family affairs that kept him away. These are all legitimate reasons for being absent. It is ...
... in the Upper House a last minute passage of a law about which the Senate President could ask without getting an answer from the Senate: "Does anyone know what this bill is all about?" Unanswered, the bill was passed into law, and thus ended a wild, unproductive, seventy-day carnival that reached its height when the Speaker, who was successor to the ex-Speaker who was serving a jail sentence for fraud, dissolved a drunken session of the House of Delegates with the immortal ruling: "Gentlemen, we just can’t ...
Confronted with such a catastrophe as the contemporary world situation presents, with evil so wildly rampant, destruction and death so widespread and violent, and the threat of the triumph of ruthlessness so imminent, one question keeps coming up to pester and plague religious faith with an incorrigible persistency: With everything seeming to go to pieces, what on earth is God doing? Where is he? Doesn’ ...
... , how frightfully destructive it was with its lightning flashes smiting the earth and setting the stricken areas on fire. Long centuries ago certain men began to search for the way, hunted for that particular set of conditions down which they might lead this wild power and thus tame it to human uses and direct it to creative ends. But they were forever being thwarted, it seemed, and some being unduly presumptuous in their search were even killed for their pains. Eventually Ben Franklin sent up his kite ...
... t worry you much. And his point was well made. This kind of faith brings power, because we know that finally there is nothing to be afraid of. And it brings joy, because we know that now, and ultimately also, there is everything to live for. Far out in the wilds, a woodsman came upon half-a-dozen boys in Scout uniform. "Are you lost?" he asked them. And they answered, "We don’t know where we are, but we’re not lost; we are with the scoutmaster, and he knows the way home." Well, friend, you and I may not ...
... know where he was going; but he knew with whom, and this was enough. I suppose there are two ways of walking into tomorrow. Let me illustrate. I saw two blind men, each walking along the main street of town. One groped his way, arms outstretched in wild motions of search, his feet shuffling tentatively as though they mistrusted one another. The other man strode, a spring in his step, white cane tapping lightly before him as he went, his body erect, head held high in the posture of one who sees. The first ...
624. Rosie Lives!
John 20:19-23, John 20:24-31
Illustration
Bill Bouknight
... of silence as the pastor prepared to announce the final hymn. Suddenly George stood up and with deep emotion declared loudly, "Rosie lives!" Then he began to sing with a deep, rich baritone voice that song that he had always associated with Rosie --"My Wild Irish Rose, the Sweetest Flower That Grows..." The congregation was stunned at first. But several people in the congregation knew George and how he was grieving for Rosie. They stood up and joined in the song. Then more and more people joined into the ...
... Jesus said, "Blessed are the meek." We don't like that word "meek." It suggests to us weakness or being wishy-washy or wimpy. But that's not what it means. The Greek word for meek used in the Bible is the same word used to describe a wild stallion that has been trained for the saddle. It means power under control, strength with direction. It means to be focused. Blessed are the focused, those who know their priorities and honor them. Did you know that there is approximately the same amount of gunpowder in a ...