... Hand." It is a good poem and it makes a good point. She wrote: There's an old Danish Legend with a lesson for us all, Of an ambitious spider and his rise and fall. Who wove his sheer web with intricate care As it hung suspended somewhere in mid-air. Then in soft, idle luxury he feasted each day On the small, foolish insects he enticed as his prey. Growing ever more arrogant and smug all the while He lived like a "king" in self-satisfied style. And gazing one day at the sheer strand suspended. He said, "I ...
... had a relationship with the one who held the future. I love that little story of a boy flying his kite. He has let all of his string out and the kit is flying so high it can't be seen. A man walks by and looks up in the air trying to spot the kite. He can't see it and he asked the boy, "How do you know the kite is up there?" The boy smiles and says, "I can feel it tugging on my string." Well, Jesus may have disappeared into the clouds, but we can still feel ...
... a dog. There may be something instinctual about it. Another explanation of what laughter itself is (one which means more to me) suggests that the impulse to laugh is the same as the impulse to cry. When a parent teasingly throws a child up in the air the first few times, the child cries. But then the infant quickly learns that the parent is just joking. So now instead of crying the infant giggles or laughs when his original impulse had been to cry. According to this theory of laughter, the infant converts ...
... service, and St. Paul was rather new in the community. He began to preach, and the Bible says that he preached on and on. Poor Eutychus was sitting on the window sill and the window was open. Maybe he had crawled up there with the hope that the fresh air would keep him awake. Paul kept preaching, the room got warmer and warmer, and his eyes got heavier and heavier. Before he knew what had happened, he fell out of the window and down three stories where he hit the ground so hard that he died. It all happened ...
... childlike trust in the grace of God. One of the most touching expressions of this trust is the wonderful gospel song, "His eye is on the sparrow, and I know he watches me." More than once Jesus is pictured as using the birds of the air to illustrate the experience of warm, personal trust in God. Oscar Hammerstein also captured this ethos of personal faith and trust in his lyrics relating to birds. In South Pacific he countered pessimism with the observation that "every whippoorwill is selling me a bill, and ...
... justice and pleaded for vindication, but we would not hear Your personal call on our lives. We have not been obedient children, yet You love us still. Forgive us, Lord, and help us to prepare for You today. In Christ we pray. Amen. Hymns "There's A Song In The Air" "It Came Upon The Midnight Clear" "Abide With Me"
... Well, the people of Israel had to live in the desert for forty years! And there were thousands of them. Do you know where they found food? (response) Every day for forty years, this is what would happen. Tear off pieces of bread and throw them up in the air so that they drop on the floor among the children. Do this as you say: God made something like bread appear on the ground every morning, and the people called it manna and they ate it. Every day for forty years the people ate this mysterious bread in the ...
... where the marauders supposedly had been sighted, the South Atlantic waters were blue and unruffled, and the sun was shining brightly overhead. But within less than an hour all that changed. Depth charges launched in strategic patterns sent geysers high into the air, and spread lethal shrapnel fires beneath. More minutes passed. More depth charges dropped and spouted. Then, out of Neptune's chambers there arose, dragon-like, the gray prey, as the enemy submarine's crew manned the deck guns and brought our ...
... an instance it might have been expected that Jesus would have responded with equal enthusiasm and welcomed the young man into the ranks. Instead of this he went out of his way to point up the rigidity of the requirements. "Foxes have holes, the birds of the air have nests; but the Son of Man has nowhere to lay his head." In other words, "Be sure to count the costs, young man." (Luke 9:57, 58) The second applicant is likewise enamored with the excitement of the situation, but is constrained to complete full ...
... little children when he told us that we would gain the whole world of means, and yet lose our own souls in the process? We are not dogs to be satisfied with a few bones flung at us, even if those bones are automobiles, automatic dishwashers, color television, and jet air travel. There's a need in us that is the very essence of our humanity. We have to live for something. Let's pin it down - we have to live for someone, that Someone who created us to live for him and in fellowship with him, and the deepest ...
... bottle, and a food bag." Football equipment! But now even such things won't be necessary, because we can all sit at home and watch from our easy chairs, or if we should venture out to the stadia, they will all soon be enclosed and air conditioned. The Cult of the Spectator! Pythagoras, the Greek philosopher, was once asked why he attended the Olympic games. He replied, "Some come to compete for prizes, some to sell merchandise, some to enjoy meeting their friends. But I just come to stand on the sidelines ...
... in London once, I asked a Londoner what he remembered most about Churchill. His answer surprised me. I don't think that he remembered the speeches as well as I did. He remembered, he said, Churchill walking among the smoking ruins of the city after a night of air raids, talking to the people, here, there, and everywhere, lifting up his fingers in a jaunty "V" for victory sign and salute. And, said the Londoner, "He was always there, in the flesh. We knew that he was in it, that he was in it right with all ...
... little peace. Too much armament, too little arms limitation. No exit. Too much crime, too much lawlessness. Too much immorality. No exit. Too much wealth, too much debt, too much inflation, too much taxation. No exit. Too little water, too much pollution, too little air, too much filth. No exit. Too much to be done, too few willing to work. No exit. No exit! No way out!" And before this insurmountable wall, the college girl, speaking to me, launches her indictment of me and everything that I represent by ...
... . Now, turn to the other view of Wordsworth, for instance: ... I have feltA presence that disturbs me with the joyOf elevated thoughts; a sense sublimeOf something far more deeply interfused,Whose dwelling is the light of setting suns,And the round ocean and the living air,And the blue sky, and in the mind of man;A motion and a spirit, that impelsAll thinking things, all objects of all thought,And rolls through all things. Does anybody want to go from that back to the watchmaker God? No, this is one world ...
... ,and that made us all feel uneasy. More than that really. The looks they gave him and us sent cold chills up and down our spines. The dream whatever the dream was was fading. All too soon the dream was fading and the smell of death lingered in the air, his death, our death. Yet Jesus stood his ground. He would not back off or back down. In fact just when everything was building to a head and all hell was about to break loose rather than taking things easy he insisted we parade into Jerusalem directly into ...
... art of communication. Others are delightfully entertaining. But there are others that I fear do more harm than good. Such was the case when I tuned in a certain radio preacher while driving through the mountains of Western North Carolina. He had obviously been bombarding the air waves with his "hell-fire and damnation" preaching when his broadcasting time ran out. His time was almost up when he said, "And finally brethren, I'd like to say that we're all going to hell ..." Just then there was a blurp as the ...
Object: Some knitting, a partially finished jigsaw puzzle, a scoreboard with only four innings completed out of nine. Isn't this a wonderful day to be together? It's the middle of the month and all the leaves have now started to turn color. The air smells so good and on most days the sun is bright in the very blue sky. It surely is great the way God does things. Whatever He starts He finishes. That's the way He is. Do you always finish everything you start? Do you ever just get something started ...
893. Romanticizing the Cross
John 13:1-17
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... every time he flies a couple of missions they send him back to Japan for several weeks of R & R. The war to him was really quite a lark. Then one day a Korean child is brought to the MASH unit and her arm has been horribly mangled in an air attack. The young pilot is taken back. Even though it was not his plane that did it, for the first time he must face his own complicity in the brutality of war. For the first time he sees things not from the perspective of 10,000 feet, but in the ...
... though I think we could have done better than an old British drinking song, which nobody with a normal layman's voice range can possibly sing. Nor are the words particularly obnoxious. The only words that anyone knows -- the first stanza -- talk about bombs bursting in air and the rocket's red glare, which 90% of our citizens have never seen and don't have the foggiest notion about what they are singing. No, I concluded that the real reason that I switch off the National Anthem, and the reason it turns me ...
... too passed by on the other side of the road. I am not too sure that our reasons for passing by on the other side of the road have changed too much over the years. Some of you remember the Seinfeld show. In its final Episode, which aired at the end of the 1998 TV season, the main characters (Jerry, George, Elaine, and Kramer) receive a one year sentence for failing to help someone who was being robbed. What happens is this: Their plane encounters problems and they are stuck in Lakeland Massachusetts. Killing ...
896. Tell Me About the Spitfires!
Luke 10:38-42
Illustration
John G. Lynch
During World War II the Royal Air Force flew Danny's favorite plane of all time: the Spitfire. Watching those things fly all over the RKO newsreels the young boy came to believe they were dauntless. If a pilot flew a Spitfire, Danny thought, he would always hit his target, and he would always return home. One ...
... and get his work done without the participation of his people, but he rarely does, if ever. A story has long been told concerning a country preacher who came upon a member of his parish working in his newly-made garden alongside the road. With an air of great piousness, the preacher said, "Brother William, you ought to be very grateful to God for all the beautiful tomatoes and potatoes and beans the Lord will give you in your garden this year." Glancing up and down along neat rows of planted vegetables ...
... the law of gravitation, known in the world since a caveman first dropped a heavy stone on his own foot. It took us a long time, though, to discover the higher laws of aerodynamics. Every piece of an airplane would fall to the ground if it were in the upper air alone. But we can overcome the law of gravitation by use of other laws we have learned about: we can put the pieces of an airplane together in such a way that, instead of falling, they can remain aloft. Most pieces of a modern ship would sink, but put ...
... her prayer to the point of argument. "Yes, Lord," she pleads, "Yet even the dogs eat the crumbs that fall from their master's table." At this point the whole scene abruptly changes. Suddenly (I think), Jesus springs alive, a vibrant vitality replacing the assumed air of indifference he has maintained up to now, and he fairly shouts, "O woman, great is your faith! Be it done for you as you desire." The disciples have not expected this; it takes them by surprise. This woman is one of the "outsiders," yet ...
As they were going along the road, a man said to him, "I will follow you wherever you go." And Jesus said to him, "Foxes have holes, and birds of the air have nests; but the Son of man has nowhere to lay his head." To another he said, "Follow me." But he said, "Lord, let me first go and bury my father." But he said to him, "Leave the dead to bury their own dead; but as for you, go and ...