... will mistake him. EVE So nobody will punish him again: that’s what you mean. CAIN Just do what I say. Get it over with - for both of us. You bled for me once, didn’t you. Now it’s your turn to take some blood back. Go ahead. (He drops back, waiting) EVE Are you still pretending? Do you think we’re playing games? CAIN Do it! EVE For who, Cain? CAIN For me! It’s for me. Who do you think? EVE I just wondered if you knew. Spending a little bit at a time, never paying the full ...
... for me to get you another. GRACE A radio? (He nods: Yes) Then you’ll have to sit by me. We’ll ride together. CAIN I’m awfully sorry. GRACE Anyway, there’s no point in carrying that junk any further. Why don’t you just throw it away? CAIN (Dropping the broken parts) Did I tell you my father is dying? GRACE Yes, you said that. And there’ll be only Seth and you. CAIN I thought I heard the train. GRACE So did I. CAIN It’s all quiet now. No whistle. No music either, is there? I’m ...
... As far as you’re concerned it is. I don’t need any rescuing, at least not from the company you represent. It’s had some pretty notable failures so far, and I’m not anxious to add to the list. SETH But you wouldn’t mind if I merely dropped off a message. JAREL Go ahead. I’m used to mopping up swill. SETH This one’s as sweet and simple as rain. Our ancient and honorable father is on his death bed. He’s on the waste: his tattered tongue has lost its elastic, his ragged heart’s been ...
... I can. But don’t worry about me. Sometimes they get awful sluggish in the Courthouse. (She exits) JAREL Just take your time. CAIN Be thorough. Look into every nook and cranny. We don’t want to miss anything. We want charity to have its full share. JAREL You can drop it now. She’s gone. CAIN I wonder how she’ll get there? JAREL How would I know? CAIN They don’t have a car. Hey! WE don’t have a car. And we don’t have any money. We’re stuck here. JAREL Don’t worry. We’ll get ...
... something more than just activism demanded? Is activism itself a dead-end, as some are beginning to think? Is there nothing beyond this increased secular involvement? Of course there is, for the church, something beyond that. We see it in the Hippie movement. These are the drop-outs from the rat race. They have said: "We won’t join. We won’t run." To them, the organized church is a part of The Establishment and, therefore, one of the patrons and promoters of the Rat Race. So, they’ll have nothing to ...
... of one of my congregations, drove himself incessantly to fulfill an insatiable desire to make it big in the business world. He sacrificed his family, his health, and everything else, to get a nameplate marked "Vice-President" screwed onto his office door. At age 43 he dropped dead of a heart attack, leaving a wife and four dependent children. As I stood in the funeral home near the family I heard person after person put their arms around the widow and tell her, "It was God’s will." Or, the world powers ...
... over and let me come through. I’ll get her up to the room all by myself." And looking me square in the eye as he passed, "Because Becky said I could!" I stepped aside, holding my breath, as Grundy staggered past. He did make it to the room. He dropped Becky into her chair, and ran back down the stairs to get her crutches. As he dashed down that hall I saw him with a new pair of eyes. There, in Grundy, was a boy I never knew had existed. You see, I had had Grundy all figured out, even ...
... her soul. Her thoughts were no longer thoughts of hates that clashed but they were thoughts of love and peace and good will, even for her enemies. How she pitied them because they never knew a God who could sleep on the hay with his people. As she dropped off to sleep even the bellow of the cows and the bleet of the sheep seemed to blend into perfect harmonies. Into her dream world the harmonies seemed to swell and rise like a choir of angels singing, "Hallelujah, and He shall reign forever and ever, King ...
... receive the gospel but the devil comes quickly and snatches it away. Some seed falls on rocky ground; therefore, its roots don't go deep enough to sustain growth. This represents the hearts which receive the gospel gladly but when persecution or trouble come, they drop out. Other seed falls among thorns and is choked out. This represents those persons who receive the gospel gladly, but later the cares of this world and the lure of wealth choke out the gospel. But then, said Jesus, some seed falls on good ...
... her childhood her second grade Valentine's Day party. Several days earlier a big decorated box had been placed at the front of the room by the teacher. It had a slit in the top. Each student had been invited to bring valentines addressed to friends and to drop them into the box. Then on Valentine's Day, one student was designated by the teacher as the postman to distribute the cards. Earlier that week Drew's mother had bought a package of 35 valentine cards. Drew asked her, "Why did you buy so many?" She ...
... then that it's no wonder that lots of preachers can't preach if this fellow is in charge of training them. Then I was absolutely shocked when I heard you had been elected Bishop. Then when I learned that you had been assigned to be our bishop, I just dropped to my knees and asked the Lord to help us. But I want you to know that I have gotten to know you better now, and I have changed my mind about you. And I just wanted to share that with you." Bishop Cannon replied, "Thank you, brother, for sharing ...
... , an eloquent Nineteenth-Century Presbyterian preacher, gives us a clue. He said: "The heavier the purse string hangs down, the tighter the strings." Let's look closely at that rich, young ruler who came running to Jesus one day. Full of sincerity and zeal, he dropped to his knees in humility, and asked, "0 perfect Master, what must I do to live eternally?" The disciples were shocked. Their usual crowds were decked out in jeans and polyester, so to speak, but here was a fellow in a Brooks Brothers suit with ...
... to a hushed crowd, she made the following statement: "I have suffered a lot from my physical and emotional pain. Sometimes I thought I could not live, but God saved my life and gave me faith and hope. If I could talk face to face with the pilot who dropped the bomb, I would tell him we cannot change history, but we should try to do things for the present and for the future to promote peace." No retaliation! Just tough, wise love. That's the spirit of Jesus. It's the greatest power on earth. In the face ...
... very few care to know you. Just imagine, in a typical suburb, someone knocks on your door at 8:00 PM. Perhaps you look through the peep-hole and ask, "Who is it?" The voice on the other side says, "This is your neighbor, Harry. I just thought I would drop over to say hello." And you think--"Yeah, I'II bet that's the reason. Something must be wrong. Either his wife has tossed him out or his heating system is on the blink." I understand that in California where all that is new occurs first, drive-in funerals ...
... the Hebrew word meaning Daddy. Can you imagine referring to the creator of an endless universe, the creator of countless solar systems as Daddy? When I was a child I used the word. Then when I went into high school and college and became very sophisticated I dropped that word and started using the word father. But now I have come full gamete. I am back to just plain daddy again. If we could only think of God as that loving daddy who waits patiently for us while we foolishly wonder off to the far countries ...
... up pretty badly. Toward the end of the game, the Cumberland quarterback Ed Edwards fumbled a snap from center. As the Tech linemen charged, Edwards yelled to his running backs, "pick it up, pick it up." The fullback yelled back, "You pick it up; you dropped it." Suffering and sacrifice, even for a good cause, are seldom attractive." What is your cross? There are crosses allover just waiting for shoulders to lift them. In a great church, every member should be able to name his or her cross. Tony Campolo ...
... saving grace. In verse 2, Jesus alluded to the fact that many wealthy Pharisees actually sent servants to the Temple to blow trumpets, announcing that someone was about to make a major offering. Then the wealthy Pharisee would be sure to have an audience when he dropped a big wad of money into the offering plate. A similar action today would be for someone to call a press conference to announce that he was going to contribute $100,000 to the church or the Salvation Army. Mind you, we would still accept such ...
... you." After introductions, the dark-skinned man said, "I am Filipino. I was born into a good Catholic home. I went to the United States as a young man to study in one of your fine universities, intending to become a lawyer. On my first day on campus, a student dropped by to visit. He welcomed me and offered to help in any way he could. Then he asked me where I went to church. I told him I was Catholic. He explained that the Catholic church was quite a distance away, but he sat down and drew me a map ...
... story that I refer to it as the young-adult syndrome. Here is the typical way it sounds: "I grew up around the church, but as I got older, I got away from it. At college I almost forgot about God entirely; oh, maybe at Easter or Christmas, I would drop by the church to please my folks, but it didn't mean anything. I tried everything the world told me would make life really good. I had multiple sex partners. I smoked pot. I drank enough booze to float a boat. But I still wasn't satisfied inside; in fact ...
Many years ago when I was a young preacher, I noticed that a new family had moved into a neighborhood not far from our church. So I dropped by late one afternoon. I noticed that one car was parked in the carport. I went to the side door, the one opening onto the carport. I had rung the door bell only once when I heard a deep, bass growl that sounded like the rolling of thunder. It was ...
... of our greatest Methodist bishops. He was pastor in some of our largest churches. It was said that at least one person was converted every Sunday that he preached. One Sunday morning about fifteen minutes before a worship service, a friend from out of town dropped by Dr. Moore's office. After they greeted each other, the friend asked Dr. Moore this question: "what is key to this church's amazing effectiveness?" Dr. Moore said, "Come with me." He took the visitor to church basement where a prayer meeting was ...
... launching. In his autobiography, Just As I Am, he tells about a retreat he attended just a few months before that crusade. One night he was restless so he got up and took a walk. The moon was out, and the shadows were long in the San Bernardino Mountains. Dropping to his knees there in the woods, he opened the Bible at random on a tree stump in front of him. That tree stump became an altar. Graham prayed a prayer that went something like this: “0 God, there are many things in this book I do not understand ...
... a prayer and sermon. Worship is personal enhancement exercise like yoga or meditation. Worship is encountering God and then in response offering your life to Him. Without that you have not worshipped. So, let's suppose that you leave this place today and drop by a cafeteria for a meal. There you happen to see a theologically astute, fellow church member. Suppose that he asks this question, "Today, did you worship or just attend church.” Remember, you cannot claim to have worshipped unless you encountered ...
... these persons. On a weekly basis, they deliver a pot of delicious, homemade soup. For many of these persons undergoing chemotherapy, soup is all they can eat. They don't stick around for a lengthy visit; just hug the person, say “We love you and are praying for you,” and drop off the soup. Is there somebody you want to help but don't know exactly how? Follow Epaphras' example: Pray first; then take the next step in wise, God-appointed ways.
... topic for today sounds like a question: “How could a love so right go so wrong?” It sounds like a country song, like this one, “I’m miserable without you, it’s almost like having you here.” Then there is my favorite, “If the juke box took tear drops, I could dance all night long.” That one makes me cry every time. How could a love so right go so wrong? The Old Testament story of Isaac and Rebekah starts out so beautifully, but it has a tragic ending. Isaac was a 40-year-old bachelor who ...