... have not been more days like that. After all, the Holy Spirit who imparted such power on that rag-tag band did not suddenly vanish. Christians continue to believe that the Spirit empowers the church. We believe that the Spirit is with us now, ready to warm cold hearts, soften stiff necks, penetrate thick skulls, and heal the divisions of Babel. What has gone wrong? If we consider that brief scene described in the beginning of the Book of Acts, several things jump out at us that are different today than they ...
... no other gods. "How many split and divided people would be healthy and whole again? How many burned-out people would be full of zeal and energy once more? How many of our conflicts would seem ridiculous? How many of our problems would be resolved?"(11) What warm, wonderful, winsome picture would a watching world see as we come together to worship in unity? "You shall have no other gods before me." When you think about it...dream about it...who would ever want any? Let us pray. O God, we know that, too often ...
... find out. 3. Members perceive that their Sunday worship is of high quality. I hope so. We who are charged with arranging things try to make this a worthwhile hour. But can it be improved? Probably. 4. Members see their congregation as warm and friendly. Is First Presbyterian GENUINELY friendly? Do newcomers really feel welcome? Truth be known, this congregation has had the reputation of being a COLD church, but that is changing FAST! Congratulations! You are a very FRIENDLY bunch, and more and more people ...
... this church can be a risky, dangerous place, what with the living God roaming about.(4) Are you ready to hear the voice of God? Do not answer too quickly. You might hear something that is not what you had in mind. What Samuel heard was not something warm and fuzzy - he heard a word of severe judgment. You are very liable to hear something you do not want to hear, calling you to do something you do not want to do, and with people you had rather not be around. Really listening can leave you really disturbed ...
... us to treat people who are determined to kill us?' "Taken aback by her intensity, I headed for the line deflated by the huge emotional gap that exists in the Middle East. Throughout the ten days, our encounters with Arabs, Palestinians and Israelis were warm and enriching. On all subjects but one we found openness and warmth. But on the issue of Israeli-Palestinian relations the raw emotions consistently overwhelmed me. "So often the situation seems hopeless. But I know, and am here to tell you, that there ...
... festive throng." This is not the memory of a sleepy Sunday morning appearance at 8:30 or 10:00; this is the ecstatic day you were presented to the congregation following confirmation classes, the day your child was baptized, the snowy Christmas Eve communion that warmed you to your depths, that Easter morning when the truth of the resurrection became so real to you that reunion with a lost husband or wife or mother or father was almost close enough to reach out and touch. The psalmist recalls times when his ...
... , the appearance of angels: "Fear not, I bring you good tidings of great joy." Redemption. Jesus. The worst of times. The best of times. Those of us for whom Christmas memories of years gone by are happy ones find ourselves transported into those warm and happy times as soon as we hear those familiar words: "...a decree...Caesar Augustus...City of David...swaddling clothes...Peace on earth..." "Christmas Present is enveloped in all the Christmases Past, and we draw strength not only for all the Christmases ...
... died a month ago." She added, "Her coat and shoes are in the clothes closet there." Dr. Mitchell, amazed and perplexed, went to the closet and opened the door. There hung the very coat worn by the little girl who had brought him to tend to her mother. It was warm and dry and could not have possibly have been out on a wintry night. Could the doctor have been called in the hour of desperate need by an angel who appeared as this woman's young daughter? Was this the work of God's angels on behalf of this woman ...
... ? He could see that she was frightened, standing out there in the cold. He knew how she felt. It was that chill which only fear can put in you. He said, "I am here to help you, ma'am. Why don't you wait in the car where it's warm. By the way, my name is Joe." Well, all she had was a flat tire, but for an old lady, that was bad enough. Joe crawled under the car looking for a place to put the jack, skinning his knuckles a time or two. Soon he was able to change ...
... we were huddled and said, "I know you do not know me from Adam but I would like to invite you to my home to take a hot shower and clean up if you wish." [We WISHED!]... When the authorities gave the all clear, we headed back to our warm sweet home. Yes, it was a bad and dangerous experience and one that I never wish to repeat. But the strong winds that were ahead of us yesterday were the winds of kindness, friendship, courtesy and love. Not even the dangerous winds of this deadly hurricane could ever change ...
... annual conference, Al would hide from that family. He could not face them. But then one evening he came around a corner and there they were. He couldn’t avoid them. He couldn’t hide. Their faces lit up when they saw Al. They ran to him and hugged him warmly. “Oh, Al,” they said, “We are so glad to see you. Our family loves you. We appreciate you so much. We miss you. We talk about you all the time. We have loved all of our pastors, but you are the one who helped us the most.” “Oh, really ...
... but bread for my brothers and sisters is a theological problem."(5) The epistle of James is most explicit on this point. Listen again to what is said. "If a brother or sister is naked and lacks daily food, and one of you says to them, `Go in peace; keep warm and eat your fill,' and yet you do not supply their bodily needs, what is the good of that?"(6) For James, the way we respond to situations of need is the truest barometer of our commitment to the Gospel. Then there are the words THIS DAY. "Give us THIS ...
... and just left. It was very freeing. I had a box of pictures - albums of my childhood, two albums that belong to my children, my wedding album and assorted pictures. This was hauled into my friend's car to keep safe...What really matters after all is being safe and warm and dry. I took my dear Magic who was not at all happy about being in the cat carrier again...I took some of my CDS. I knew that I wanted music so my portable CD player was important. I also took my own embroidery. A few good books, my ...
... what was common in that part of the world, a thin skin of earth on top of an underlying shelf of limestone rock. The earth might be only a very few inches deep before the rock was reached. Seed could certainly germinate, because the ground would grow warm quickly with the heat of the sun. But there was no depth of earth and when a plant sent down its roots in search of nourishment and moisture, it would meet only the rock. It would swiftly starve, and shrivel and die. Thorny ground? Deceptive. When the ...
... , and losing life to save it have never been my favorites. If I had my druthers, I would focus on texts like "For God so loved the world that he gave his only begotten son..." or "The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want..." I would prefer a warm, fuzzy kind of discipleship that only required a child-like faith in God's supreme goodness and the promise of eternity in the glories of paradise. Wouldn't anyone? But the message of scripture is clear: the Lord has work for us to do...a labor of love, yes, but ...
... Peter thought that he was being incredibly charitable, for he takes the Rabbinic teaching, doubles it, adds one for good measure, and suggests (with eager self-satisfaction, no doubt) that it will be enough if he forgives seven times. Peter thought he would be warmly commended, I suspect, but Jesus' answer was that the Christian must forgive, depending on your translation SEVENTY-seven times...or SEVENTY TIMES seven. Hmmm...490? But this is celestial arithmetic. Jesus meant 70 x 7 x 77 x 70 x 7 x 77...on ...
... of the Holy Spirit and a special relationship with God.(4) Why? For no reason other than God chooses to do it. Part of the message of Jesus' baptism and our own is that we are loved. Most folks understand that, and that is why they get all warm and fuzzy when it comes to presenting their little ones for the sacrament. But there is more: WE HAVE WORK TO DO. Remember, this happened at the START of Jesus' work. This was his commissioning service. Now, almost 20 centuries later, when someone is baptized in the ...
... Actually, I think the childlike quality Jesus means most is the sense of wonder about life, the curiosity that is evident in those letters to God, the obvious joy in being alive, happily ready for whatever new adventure might come along. But for all the warm, fuzzy things we say about children, the other side of that coin is that children are often a big nuisance. They start out by causing incredible pain to Mom in child birth (not to mention the equally incredible pain to the bank account). They interrupt ...
... something they need. I doubt that anyone could point to an individual who went hungry or lacked shelter or medical care (or anything else at all, for that matter), because they faithfully tithed. Meanwhile, there ARE cold and hungry people in this world who could be warmed and fed if the money were available. Does loving my neighbor as myself mean that I do something about the problem? Of course, it does. And no holding back either. I was pleased to see that the Society of St. Andrew (which we at St. Paul ...
... it at all. Church consultant Christopher Schwartz who is the founder of the Institute for Natural Church Development has called attention to the powerful evangelistic witness that is possible on Sunday morning simply by paying attention to what visitors experience. Will they experience warm hospitality here? Will they experience the presence of God here?(5) What do you think? If they do, they just might come back again...and again and again and again. People have been doing that, and that is why this church ...
... and all that. At this time of year, we hear a great deal about Scrooge...always a metaphor for someone who is mean-spirited, miserly, and miserable. But the Scrooge of Dickens' "A Christmas Carol" repented, and by the end of the story becomes a generous warm-hearted benefactor. Why do we remember only the rotten in him? Is it because the world remains unconvinced of the possibility of change? Or perhaps it is that misery loves company. If no one else can change, neither should I be expected to change. John ...
... the scene. Heston remarks that they "baptized" around sixty a day. He suspects the real Baptist did better. So, after several days of standing in cold water dressed in a bearskin, he got to pretend to baptize Jesus. As he was waiting in the water for the shot, he warmed his hands on a cup of coffee with his head down. This might have caused Stevens some concern, for he called out, "How ya doin', Chuck?" Heston says he answered, "I'm okay, George. But I'll tell you this, if the Jordan had been as cold as the ...
... the boy responded, "Roo raf roo reep ra rums rarrm." "Look," said the old man, "I can't understand a word you're saying." The boy leaned over, brought his hand to his mouth and spat out a mess of bait. He said again, "You have to keep the worms warm!" You know, there may well be a lesson in that for us too. If we are going to "catch people" as Jesus said, we had better use attractive bait. What do the people we are trying to catch see in us that would make them want to be here with ...
... pray. Shortly before midnight, they light candle lanterns and, singing carols and hymns, they walk down a country path several miles to an old abandoned stone shack. There they set up a creche, complete with manger. And in simple piety, they kneel and pray. Their hymns warm the chilly December air. Everyone in town capable of walking is there. There is a myth in that town, a belief that if all citizens are present on Christmas Eve, and if all are praying with perfect faith, then and only then, at the stroke ...
... quickly followed the guest down the corridor and there, in the box, was a tiny newborn baby. He picked the box up and ran! The General Manager immediately took charge. Holding the baby under her jacket, next to her body to try to keep her warm, Bev instructed her staff. Police and an ambulance were dispatched. There was no time to waste. The tiny newborn was critical, suffering from hypothermia and blood loss. The doctors worked desperately into the night trying to save her tiny life. At last the baby was ...