... God. It is this declared blessing that God bestows upon Abram as he calls him away from everything he knows into a new land. It is a blessing that is both approval and promise, and something further. The blessing of God on Abram doesn't just stop with Abram. This blessing has consequence. It has reach. It extends beyond the original declaration. This blessing has purpose. God says, "... I will bless you and make your name great so that you will be a blessing" (Genesis 12:2). God's purpose, then, in making ...
... eat and run. And there are a good many of us adults who like to eat and run, too. We feel so busy, or so pressured, or so involved in our work that stopping to eat feels like an interruption. Consequently, some folks stop working just long enough to sit down and eat, and then they go right back to work. There are still others who do not even stop to eat: They eat while they work, and they work while they eat. They don't so much "eat and run" as they do "eat on the run." Truth be told: We live ...
... the only faithful person left in Israel — he might as well curl up and die. The Lord responded not with sympathy but by telling Elijah to stop feeling sorry for himself and to get moving. Then, almost as a footnote, we read God's words: "I will leave 7,000 in Israel, all ... engineers at Morton-Thiokol, the manufacturers of the O-rings whose failure led to the explosion, had tried in vain to stop the launch because of the cold temperatures on the pad. But NASA officials overruled them: It had never been a ...
... down into the darkness to see if I was still on the road. I couldn't see anything ahead. There was no reason to believe I was going to survive this drive. I was on my way home from an out-of-town hospital visit, and I had planned to stop at the town hall for a walleye fry benefit for Larry which, I supposed, was like everything else in Larry's life, ruined. The parking lot, when I finally reached it long after there were any walleye left to fry, was completely full. I was soaking wet, shivering, starving ...
... had to say were so valuable and not only deserved our complete and undivided attention, but were worthy of being shared with others. I've always wondered if that's how we would react to God if God were to speak in the same way today. Would we all stop, become quiet, and pay attention to God's calling? Would we want to eagerly share what we have heard from God with others? I'm sure everybody's initial reaction is, "Well, of course! After all, it's God." But I wonder about the reality our response. How many ...
... ." [40] He answered, "I tell you, if these were silent, the stones would shout out." Jesus was exalted. Jesus was exalted by the crowds. And even though there were objections, nothing could stop this parade. Nothing could stop this joyous celebration of the Jesus as Messiah. And because of this triumphal entry, because of the tension and expectations it caused, TRIUMPH CHANGED TO TRAGEDY. Luckily, for us, our God is a God of reversal. TRIUMPH WENT TO TRAGEDY as Jesus was arrested, tried and crucified. But ...
... It was beautiful. Then she got somewhere between1/3 and ½ of the way down aisle, and her true nature came out. She stopped, dumped rest of rose petals smack dap in middle of aisle, tossed the basket into an empty pew where it landed with ... of breath when they finally found their destination. She thanked the girl for helping her."She said thank you so many times I thought she'd never stop!" Ginny said. "She grabbed my arm, and she said God sent me to her, and she'd pray to Him later, before she went to sleep, ...
... that there wouldn’t be any need for such a scene on the town square because there would be many of them all around town. “Stop worrying about the fact that people are calling the tree a holiday tree, instead of a Christmas tree. It was I who made all trees. ... word. Even if they aren’t allowed to wish you a “Merry Christmas” that doesn’t keep you from wishing them one. Then stop shopping there on Sunday. If the store didn’t make so much money on that day they’d close and let their employees ...
... older boys in the back of the room who were chronic troublemakers. Just as the little boy was walking across the stage to begin his recitation, the two older boys in back called out, “Hey, kid! Where are you going with that pack on your back?” The little boy stopped in his tracks and started to cry. A man got up from the audience and walked up onto the stage. He knelt beside the little boy and put his arm around him. Then he said to the audience, “It must take a very cruel person to say such a thing ...
... Joseph: The way you told me the baby leaped? Mary: (nods head) Uh huh. Joseph: The way you told me you sang of God’s love? Mary: Yes? Joseph: I know that God will make all things right. Scene Two Joseph: It’s been a long day. Mary: Let’s stop and rest just for a minute. Joseph: You know, Mary, I’ve been thinking about that dream I had. Mary: Yes? Joseph: How God would use us to fulfill what he had promised. Mary: What Isaiah had spoken? Joseph: Yes, how God would use us, a carpenter and his intended ...
711. It Takes Time for Truth to be Accepted
Matthew 11:1-19
Illustration
... past behind us." Just as there was a delay in some states ratifying an end to slavery in the United States, so there is often a delay accepting the presence God's kingdom coming ever new here and now. Advent is a reminder we must never stop trying, never stop hoping, never stop preparing for the in-breaking of God's kingdom either into our own hearts or in our community. God's kingdom will one day hold sway over the entire world. When that day comes, my prayer is we will be prepared for its glory. Note: Go ...
... do on an icy bridge. He slid sideways, and before he could get straightened out, was struck by another vehicle. That car was struck by another and then another and then another, in all, a total of 36 cars and trucks. The unidentified woman who had stopped to scrape her windshield was not involved in any of the collisions. In fact, after getting it wiped clear, she drove off, seemingly unscathed by it all. Sadly, it is very much like that with divorce. Every year, more than one million children suffer (and ...
... message a sense of urgency. Consider those fishermen responding to the call of Jesus. "Immediately they left their nets and followed" (v. 18). Jesus called out to them, and suddenly doctors stopped doctoring, traders stopped trading, taxi drivers pulled over and turned on their "not in service" lights, teachers stopped teaching, fishermen quit fishing, baseball players dropped their mitts and bats and ran to the stands to collect their families, the king quit his throne, the Congress adjourned, the doors to ...
... the whip on my backside. "Ow!" I cried again, as the whip of chords fell upon me. My master was screaming then. "What are you doing? Stop that! Are you mad?" He then let go of me and I charged for the gate. I had had enough of being stung by that ... me in. And that's when it all happened. The man with the whip came bursting through the crowd as if out of nowhere. He yelled, "Stop making my father's house a marketplace." Snap! Crack! Snap! I already told you I didn't wait around to feel his whip sting my flesh ...
... come, Lazarus would be okay. But Jesus doesn't come; not right away anyway. He waits two days, and he takes another couple of days to walk the two miles to Bethany. The whole incident is very strange and very out of character for the man who would stop to heal a hemorrhaging woman; the man who would stoop to comfort a sick child. Because now, when his good friend needs him badly, Jesus is too busy to come? No wonder Martha (of course it's Martha!) meets Jesus in the driveway and accuses Jesus of not caring ...
... followed me even more closely. I responded by applying my brakes gently, and he proceeded to hit my car‑‑four times before we came to a stop! I got out of the car and started yelling at him, which he reacted to by leaving the scene . . . Now, legally, I know that the ... other guy a lesson.” But that’s not your job. My brother tried that for years. When someone would tailgate him, he’d stop the car in the middle of the road, get out, walk around and ask if there was a problem. After being punched in ...
... must I put up with these babbling idiots? Still, I can’t allow these rumors of a new king to continue. I must organize my spies and put a stop to this uprising before things get out of hand. These rumors must be stopped. If only I could trust someone. Why am I surrounded by such incompetence? Time — that’s what I need — time. I’ll figure something out and put a stop to all this talk of a new great and mighty king of the Jews by myself. I’m tired. I’ll worry about this tomorrow. I’ve worked ...
718. Rising From the Ashes
Illustration
Tim Hansel
... , the reporter said in a haughty voice, "Well, Dr. Jordan, you got two of them Ph.D.s and you've but fourteen years into this farm, and there's nothing left of it at all. Just how successful do you think you've been?" Clarence stopped hoeing, turned toward the reporter with his penetrating blue eyes, and said quietly but firmly, "About as successful as the cross. Sir, I don't think you understand us. What we are about is not success but faithfulness. We're staying. Good day." Beginning that day, Clarence ...
... a land of streams and valleys and meadows and forests. They are on a journey that will take them to the very ends of the earth, only they don’t know that yet. They think they’re simply traveling to the next county. As they cross a field, Sam stops. Frodo stops as well. "What’s the matter, Sam?" asks Frodo. "If I take one more step," Sam says, "I’ll have gone further than I’ve been before." Frodo smiles, walks back to him, puts his arm around him and reminds him that it’s a dangerous thing, just ...
720. The Cross: A Sign of Hope
Mark 8:31-38
Illustration
Billy D. Strayhorn
... discouraged that all he could hope for was death. The hard labor, terrible conditions, and inhumane treatment had taken its toll. He knew the guards would beat him severely and probably kill him if he stopped working. So, he planned to help them by simply stopping his work and leaning on his shovel. But when he stopped, a fellow Christian reached over with his shovel and quickly drew a sign of the cross at the feet of Solzhenitsyn then erased it before a guard could see it. Solzhenitsyn later wrote that his ...
... with you!’ Then he said to Thomas, ‘Put your finger here; see my hands. Reach out your hand and put it into my side. Stop doubting and believe.’ “Thomas said to him, ‘My Lord and my God!’” Thomas said that unless he could see the nail marks in ... and it was one of those moments where you feel like you’re moving in slow motion but there’s nothing you can do to stop the fall. Within a split second, she knew her momentum was toppling her forward, and she could either fall and land on top of both ...
... and was preparing to wipe everything down with Lysol, a disinfecting cleaner. It took him a minute to compose himself and tell her to stop before she ruined her computer. “You don’t disinfect a computer virus with Lysol,” he told her. He says he doesn’t know if she stopped or not. He never heard from her again, but it took him ten minutes to stop laughing. (1) Another support technician reported getting a call from another computer user. She told the support person that her computer was not working ...
... Savior of the world. That Christmas Eve the world was full of blessings for a young public accountant finishing up his paperwork in a bank board room. Glancing out the window, he noticed a light snow beginning to fall. He and his partner had agreed to stop work at noon. Both had all their Christmas shopping to do. With a joyful heart, he began to shop the seven floors of a nearby department store. The hours passed quickly. His shopping concluded, the young man took the down escalator, arms loaded with just ...
... at important places from the sights of Washington DC to the austere majesty of mountainous Silver City, New Mexico, which is where our family settled after we crossed the Mexican border in 1910. The stop I remember best lasted only a few minutes. My father stopped the car in the middle of Dallas and pointed to a window on the sixth floor of the Texas Book Depository. Less than a month before, a man had leaned out that window and killed a president. Nearly a half century later, we still argue about what ...