... the town is occupied by the enemy and that he is therefore longing for the impossible, the king exclaims, "O that some one would give me water to drink from the well of Bethlehem which is by the gate" But hardly have these words fallen from David’s parched lips, when three of his heroic soldiers break through the enemy lines, draw water from the well of Bethlehem, and bring the precious drink to their king. David receives the vessel from the hands of the heroes but "would not drink of it; he poured it out ...
... politicians act as if they are in charge of the world. It did not fill the temples of institutional religion, where bored clergy play it safe and nervous worshipers spray extinguishers on holy fire. The Word of God went to the wilderness where winds howl, souls are parched, and hurts are yet unhealed. God spoke where God was needed ... and it made all the difference in the world. We can hear this Word if our hearts are hungry. We can hear God’s promises to give us life and heal our wounds. We can take ...
... soul, and spirit. Their souls are arid. Their hearts have been dried out by the problems of society and living in general. Their minds have not been restored by the fresh waters of God’s love, compassion, and mercy. They sit in their dry corners, parched offices, and barren boardrooms. They cower in their fallow and squalid places never understanding that God has made streams in the wasteland. If they would only look up and go to those fresh water places that God has created for their renewal, they would ...
... fate of the shrub in the desert. For them there just is no real relief. We all recognize the contrast between the verdant growth when there is plenty of rain and mild temperatures to produce wholesome vegetation and those drought periods when the summer heat parches all the earth. However, the prophet makes the contrast between the growth in desert places that has no chance compared to the growth at the side of the waters that is untouched by the arid seasons. Rodney Stark, a professor of sociology at the ...
... , but as a lost and lonely traveler. The blazing heat of the desert noonday is long gone, and the bitter cold of desert night is coming fast. The road has disappeared into the twilight. Provisions of food and water ran out hours ago, and the traveler is parched and hungry. In the distance, a jackal howls. Fears of wild animals and bands of robbers invade his mind. He regrets having begun this journey, and wonders if it will be his last. But then the traveler sees a figure on a hillside, outlined against the ...
... because the pilgrims did not want the natives to know how small their numbers had become. In the spring they planted three crops; English Peas, Barley, and Indian Corn. The peas were planted too late - though they came up beautifully, the hot sun parched the blossoms and the plants died. One of the Pilgrims described their barley crops as "indifferent." Apparently the barley was not worth harvesting either. Only the corn survived. Of course, not the corn we are used to with big, plump yellow kernels; this ...
... whether in a TV drama like "Ally McBeal," the global-impact drama of September 11th, or any of life's cruel and painful dramas in between, as these desperate people scavenge the ruins of their lives, they see an eruption. "The desert and the parched land will be glad; the wilderness will rejoice and blossom. Like the crocus, it will burst into bloom...Water will gush forth in the wilderness and streams in the desert. The burning sand will become a pool, the thirsty ground bubbling springs." LIFE EVERYWHERE ...
... the prophet Jeremiah: Thus says the Lord: "Cursed is the man who trusts in man and makes flesh his arm, who heart turns away from the Lord. He is like a shrub in the desert, and shall not see any good come. He shall dwell in the parched places of the wilderness, in an uninhabited salt land." (RSV) That's a pretty desolate picture. Jeremiah compares the person without faith as a shrub in the desert struggling to survive. He could have said such people are like a broken fire hydrant that is disconnected from ...
... with a strong Christian faith who could give her a word of assurance in her time of need. That is what Christmas is all about hope to the hopeless. AND IT IS ABOUT HEALING FOR THE HURTING. Listen again to the words of Isaiah: "The desert and the parched land will be glad; the wilderness will rejoice and blossom. Like the crocus, it will burst into bloom; it will rejoice greatly and shout for joy. The glory of Lebanon will be given to it, the splendor of Carmel and Sharon; they will see the glory of the ...
... Case was driving through the desert of West Texas one day in early July. As he drove through, he agonized for anyone or anything that had to try to live in the barren desert. A virtually rainless winter and spring had left the desert absolutely parched. "Worst in memory," was the common observation of the locals. Then six weeks later and after five inches of rain had fallen, Walt retraced his route through the desert. But now it was different. "I saw a contrast that was nothing less than miraculous," he ...
... answers, "You won't have to do anything. There is eternal rest there, everlasting joy, and enduring happiness." Concerned, the man turns toward the angel. "Is anyone there whom I can help? Can I raise up the dejected, heal the sick, feed the hungry, or give water to parched lips?" "No," the angel replies, "no one will need your help there." Distraught, the man says, "Where there is no one who needs my soul, my heart, my tear of pity, my word of comfort, or my hand to lift them up, there is nothing for me to ...
... turning away from God to pursue riches, ambition, lusts, pride. And in every case, Jesus answered them with a letter meant specifically for their lives. Colleen Evans asks, "Have you read Jesus' letter to you?" (4) How sad it is to live like shrubs in a parched land when help is so close. Our first source of nourishment is God's Word. OUR SECOND SOURCE OF NOURISHMENT IS FOUND RIGHT HERE IN THIS PLACE: WORSHIP. After all of the assaults on faith from science and philosophy and the merchants of narcism, why ...
... . They are both safe places: Jerusalem is the Holy City and Jericho a desert oasis, but to get from one to the other is to travel through the wilderness of Judea. This is a wilderness of ravines, wadis, and treeless mountains which sap one's strength and parch one's throat. Jerusalem is the City Set on a Hill, nearly 3,000 feet above sea level while Jericho at 840 feet below sea level, is the lowest city on Planet Earth. Nobody lingers on the road between Jerusalem and Jericho. Jesus begins his parable by ...
... lane, the mossy spring, and his wife who had shyly slipped her hand into his years ago, and thought, "I will live to look once more into her deep, loving eyes." He thought about his children. "If I make it until dawn, I will feel their kisses on my parched lips and feel their fingers on my face." The doctor's filled the soldier's heart full of resolve, and holding the fading life in his body until the sun rose in all of its splendor. Eventually the last star winked out, the day dawned, and the soldier lived ...
... MISSION, WHICH WOULD NECESSITATE THE CROSS. When Jesus climbs the mountain and is transfigured before the disciples, for a moment the current circumstances were suspended. Gone for a moment were the hot roads of the Palestinian countryside. Gone was the dry, parched throat and mouth of traveling through the desert. Gone were the hot-headed Pharisees who were always trying Jesus'' patience with tricky questions. Gone were the hot-tempered disciples always competing to see who would sit on the right and left ...
... , but possibly one familiar poem by the renowned scholar Richard Trench will sum it up better than an abundance of words: Lord, what a change within us one short hour Spent in Thy presence will prevail to make! What heavy burdens from our bosoms take, What parched grounds refresh as with a shower! We kneel, and all around us seems to lower; We rise, and all, the distant and the near, Stands forth in sunny outline brave and clear; We kneel, how weak! We rise, how full of power! Why, therefore, should we ...
... get into it. When asked why he could not, he replied, "Have you ever tried to sit down in your own shadow?" A life without a Father-God is like nothing more than trying to sit down in our own shadow. Under burning sun, traveling across parched wasteland which affords no oasis against either heat or thirst, some do try to take refuge in the shadow of themselves. But a person overcome by guilt, appalled by his own insufficiency, alarmed at life's demands, finds in his shadow no refuge. Then comes the Savior ...
... cursed: “Thus says the LORD: Cursed are those who trust in mere mortals and make mere flesh their strength, whose hearts turn away from the LORD. They shall be like a shrub in the desert, and shall not see when relief comes. They shall live in the parched places of the wilderness, in an uninhabited salt land.” Now listen to how he describes the blessed: “Blessed are those who trust in the LORD, whose trust is the LORD. They shall be like a tree planted by water, sending out its roots by the stream. It ...
The story of the transfiguration of Jesus often seems like a way-station in Lent - a surprising oasis that catches us off guard after the sun-parched desolation of the temptation in the wilderness. Yet this story of God’s glory poured out on Jesus on the mountain is only a brief respite on the weary way to the cross. We never seem to fully grasp what it is all about, and it is soon forgotten as ...
... has been clarified. Calling made clear. This community has nurtured you, challenged you, and forced you to think and grow. It has been a safe place. It is true that some of you came here to find a haven from the storms of your life. Some came from parched deserts, and have found refreshing, new-birthing water. Others were broken and wounded and came as much to be ministered to as to prepare for ministry. I know. You have shared your prayer requests and I have prayed for you. The most of you came because you ...
... has been clarified. Calling made clear. This community has nurtured you, challenged you, and forced you to think and grow. It has been a safe place. It is true that some of you came here to find a haven from the storms of your life. Some came from parched deserts, and have found refreshing, new-birthing water. Others were broken and wounded and came as much to be ministered to as to prepare for ministry. I know. You have shared your prayer requests and I have prayed for you. The most of you came because you ...
... a huge problem. There is no water to drink. They are thirsty. Water, or the lack of it, is a common theme in scriptures. Isaiah, centuries later, describes in poetry the common dilemma: When the poor and needy seek water, and there is none, and their tongue is parched with thirst, I, the Lord, will answer them, I, the God of Israel, will not forsake them. I will open rivers on the bare heights, and fountains in the midst of the valleys; I will make the wilderness a pool of water, and the dry land springs of ...
Call To Worship One: If you offer your food to the hungry and satisfy the needs of the afflicted, then your light shall rise in the darkness and your gloom be like the noonday. All: The Lord will guide you continually, and satisfy your needs in parched places, and make your bones strong; and you shall be like a watered garden, like a spring of water, whose waters never fail. (Isaiah 58:10-11) Collect With the swiftness of the dawn, Lord, you hear our prayers and move in our midst. In our worship we desire ...
... bread, he seized the slice and bit into it so that his nose disappeared in the chunk. Storyteller 1: Then Gregory cut off another piece and gave it to the girl and she, too, began munching it. Woman: If only you could bring some water. Their mouths are parched. I tried to fetch some water yesterday - or was it today - I can't remember, but I fell down and could go no further. The bucket remained there, unless some one has taken it. Storyteller 2: Gregory went to the well, found the bucket, and brought some ...
... of salted and processed foods, all suck the moisture right out of our eyeballs, brains, and bones. We're standing up to our hips in soft drink cans and are dying of thirst. But the cells of our bodies aren't the only parts of us that are parched. Even more dry is the state of our souls. Instead of pouring in living water to cure our dehydration, however, we grasp out at a deluge of spiritual junk food. Perusing the spirituality section of a local book store is like cruising down that supermarket aisle that ...