... , the tender pain, and great spiritual longing of a long overdue embrace. As I stood admiring the masterpiece, a young couple strode up and gazed at the painting in silence. Finally the girl whispered, "Beautiful." "I agree," the man said. Then both together bent over to read the artist's signature. The same thing happens when the public is exposed to the character of Christ reproduced in our lives. They want to know what or who is responsible for the love, joy, peace, patience, gentleness, and wisdom ...
... be left that we could not do? We aren't talking about mere muscle strength; we're talking the ability to heal, the power to forgive sins and have the recipient of those words be freed from what bound him or her. We're talking the power to make those bent under the load of life stand straight and tall; those paralyzed by uncertainty roll up their mats and walk; those bound by self-pity decide to get well. That kind of power is very hard to come by. Some try to find it in a bottle, or sex, or fantasy ...
... people were not where they were supposed to be, where they needed to be in their relationship with God. And they were going the wrong way to get there. "The more I called them (to go the right way, says God) the more they went from me ... My people are bent on turning away from me (on going their own way)" (Hosea 11:2, 7). If "success (in life) isn't how far you got, but the distance you traveled from where you started," failure in life isn't how far you got, either, but whether you went the right way ...
... Teddy who is in his 80s and who became a friend of mine when we lived in Frederick. Teddy came from Germany as a teenager, learned to be a chef and became the head chef at the Francis Scott Key Hotel in Frederick. At 80-some years old, he is bent over with arthritis and having lost his second wife a couple of years ago, he is a very lonely man. We stopped by to see him and were sharing with him that we were on our way to McCurdy Field to see the Frederick Keys play. I am absolutely convinced ...
... boat began to move gracefully through the ripples. But oh, no! A blustering wind began to blow and before Jerry could rescue his boat, the wind had crashed it into some rocks. The little sailboat was broken into a thousand pieces. All of Jerry's hard work was ruined. Jerry bent down and picked up the pieces of his broken sailboat and said, "You know, it's not a very good day to sail sailboats, but it looks like a terrific day to fly a kite!" And with that, he ran home to get his kite and returned to have a ...
... this case to bring forth a great lesson. As St. John says earlier in his Gospel, Jesus came to save, not to judge us. The woman has committed an offense, but so have all those who are her accusers. Some Scripture scholars say that when Jesus bent down and wrote in the sand he was writing down the sins of the woman's accusers. As the scribes and Pharisees looked down possibly they saw their own transgressions against the Law of Moses. According to that law all present should have received punishment, but ...
... way, He then is my rock and stay. How discouraged God must feel when he looks at his world of creation and sees the bloodshed, violence, and destruction that men, women and nations have brought upon one another. We seem to be hell-bent on destroying the environment and ourselves with it. Morality And Peace Isaiah declared that "righteousness will yield peace" (Isaiah 32:17 NEB). There is a relationship between morality and peace. A relationship that we have not yet seemed to understand or comprehend. We ...
... that Jesus entered Jerusalem in triumph, that he was challenged by religious authorities, that even while he amazed and delighted the crowds one of his own was betraying him. We know that in the Upper Room, among his own, with the betrayer in their midst, Jesus took a towel, bent his knee, and washed the feet of his disciples. We know that they shared a meal in memory of God's saving acts. We know that Jesus broke bread and shared a cup with these disciples. And that at the end of it all he told them to do ...
... not this person, bound for so long, be set free from this bondage?" Eighteen years is plenty long enough. It is long enough to be shaped and molded and equipped by God for specific tasks of ministry and service. And it is long enough to be crippled, to be bent over by events and spirits that would hold us captive. Sometimes these two go hand in hand, and the individual who has experienced God's grace and healing is the best one to reach out to others who are hurting. As we begin this new academic year, let ...
... time in a very long time. Then I decided to walk back and just look at the Old Course in the darkness. Halfway down the hill, a boy passed headed the other way, a fellow late finisher. He was maybe eleven or twelve, hurrying home to dinner with his head bent and his bag on his back. He looked up as we passed, his clubs softly clicking. I thought of myself headed home from Green Valley. I thought of Jack maybe someday playing here with his old man. "Did you shoot a good one?" I asked. "Not so good, sir," he ...
... the wheelchair might as well be his father. Roger felt nothing for either man; and this one was an inconvenience, an obstacle to overcome before he could get an urn of ashes out of his trunk. Craig stared at his father. Roger shrugged his shoulders, and bent down, deciding, since Craig was watching the encounter, to try once more and thus leave with a clear conscience. "Doctor Casparis," he was almost shouting into the man's ear as he carefully extracted the envelope so as not to knock over a photograph, "I ...
... , almost expressionless. She was chilled already. When finally in her place, we left her alone. She would have it no other way. The game began and although we stood to yell or slapped our gloved hands to stay warm, Millie sat motionless, head bent forward. Mildred had always wanted children, desired children more than she desired marriage. The happiest moment in her life was not when she married Harold Freeman -- dear man that he was -- but when she gave birth to her first child, Henry. Then her happiest ...
... life anymore. JOHN: (Folds check, puts it in offering envelope and lays it on the altar) Janice, we're only doing what the Lord requires of us. JANICE: (Quietly) Then maybe the Lord requires too much. I'm tired ... MAN: (With great sorrow and humility, head bent, SLOWLY as though thinking out every thought) Oh God ... (Takes a deep breath) Great and holy God. I come before your altar with nothing. I have no grain, no wealth, no great wisdom, no social status of any merit. My hands are empty. (Looks at hands ...
... of rejoicing. And there was every reason to rejoice, because to a great extent the danger of MAD (Mutually Assured Destruction) had passed. There was talk that a lot of the money spent on armaments would be turned into a peace dividend, as swords were bent into plowshares. We'd all be singing in the sunshine. But the world didn't stop. Nation still took up sword against nation. The Armenians and the Azerbaijanis took up arms against each other. Iraq swallowed Kuwait and was made to spit it out. North Korea ...
... Moses says we should stone such. What do you say about her?" Jesus paused, squatted down, and wrote with his finger in the dust. The agitated Pharisees persisted. Jesus stood up. "Let him who is without sin among you cast the first stone." Jesus bent down once more, drawing in the dust again with his finger. Thump ... thump ... thump -- the sound of heavy rocks falling harmlessly to earth. Leaving their rocks, the Pharisees went their way, beginning with the eldest, until Jesus was left alone with the woman ...
... received brutal treatment, and his master required him to lie and cheat in business, so William escaped. He later described his flight: ... on the night of Wednesday the 24th of March, 1828, about 12 o'clock at night I bade farewell to Beallsville and bent my course towards the beautiful state of Ohio. No one can describe the anguish of my heart that night and for the days afterwards. Leaving a poor and dependent mother behind, very poorly clad, my spirits crushed by the treatment I had received, and every ...
... the faintest notion that God takes care of everything, the 613 prescriptions notwithstanding. Shortly before Jesus told this young man about the narrow gate, a woman had walked into the synagogue on the sabbath day. For 18 years she had a spirit of infirmity. Bent over, she could not straighten herself out. When Jesus saw her he called her and said, "Woman, thou art freed from your infirmity." He laid his hands upon her. Immediately she was straightened out and she praised God. What did the ruler of the ...
... on Saturdays he was just another guy. At least that's what his neighbors thought. As he pushed his two-year-old lawn mower out into the sun one Saturday morning, he cheerfully greeted his neighbor as she was pulling out of her driveway next door. Then he bent over to pull the starter cord. Nothing happened. He pulled it again, but nothing happened. He pulled it a third time and the mower coughed and sputtered and acted like it wanted to start, but it did not. He adjusted the choke and gave it another short ...
... that not a ray of love penetrates their mantel. You can even see it on their faces, that frowning, haggard look. I remember the face of a man I knew who was consumed by anger. There was a darkness about his face, an edginess in his looks, with his shoulders bent down in rage. He had spent years fighting for the rights of poor and oppressed people, and it had left him angry and bitter. Have you ever seen such a face? To be angry is such an easy thing to do. It is so easy to get angry. Anyone can ...
... but what we've done in relation to what we have been given. Action orientation. The servant who received the five talents went "at once" and traded his talents (v. 16). He wasn't afraid of risk or failure. The two-talent servant was of the same bent. The one-talent servant buried his talent thinking that maybe later he would discover some business in which he could invest his master's money. Of course, he never found any venture free of risk, so he never acted. Is the master extravagant or stingy? The first ...
... by accepting our accountability, can we be transformed by the gospel 5. Confess your sin and ask Christ to free you from the power of sin (Gospel Lesson) Sermon Title: Self-Justification Vs. Justification By Grace. Sermon Angle: We humans have a natural bent to justify ourselves; that is, to make ourselves appear righteous when we really aren't. Paul asserts that no human can justify herself through the works of the law (v. 20). Self-justification is self-defeating. It's like being in quicksand, the harder ...
... me. Would you help me say them?" "Certainly," said the pastor. They prayed together slowly, "Our Father who art in heaven..." "Wait," said the dying woman who was just skin and bones. "What does that mean? What does it mean that God is our father?" The chaplain bent close down to the woman who had forgotten all that she knew about God. "That means that God cares for you," he said. "You may have forgotten him, but he has not forgotten you. It also means that he is strong. The heavenly Father is stronger than ...
... stretched out on the street with turned-up eyes and a face drained of blood. A triple braid denoted that he was of the Brahmin caste, not of the temple priests. No one dared to touch him, for people recognized he was dying from cholera. Mother Teresa went to him, bent down, took the body of the Brahmin priest in her arms and carried him to her shelter. Day and night, she nursed him; over and again he would say to the people, "For 30 years I have worshipped a Kali (god) of stone. But I have met in this ...
... eyes locked on the painting of a sheep that had strayed from the flock and fallen over the side of a ledge. The wandering animal was unable to climb back up on its own. Carl recalls that his heart melted as he looked at the shepherd of the flock bent over the ledge, straining with arm extended to reach this lone, stray sheep. Carl quickly told the person he was speaking with on the telephone that he had to go. He hung up the phone and stood there captivated by the painting. Tears began running down Carl's ...
... , and her master list haunted my siblings and me for the rest of winter vacation. Bells would be ringing, snow would be falling, our friends would be sliding down our street on brand-new Flexible Flyers -- and my sister, my brother, and I would be bent over tear-spattered sheets of stationery, whimpering.3 There is no assurance that a gift received will prompt the person who receives it to say, "Thank you." Sometimes a parent hovers over a child to enforce gratitude, thus killing it. Other times, gifts are ...