... feather. He made a deal - one feather for two worms. The next day the lark was flying high in the sky with his father. The older bird said, "You know, son, we skylarks should be the happiest of all birds. See our brave wings! They lift us high in the air, nearer and nearer to God." But the young bird did not hear, for all he saw was an old man with worms. Down he flew, plucked two feathers from his wings and had a feast. Day after day this went on. Autumn came and it was time to fly south ...
... cooperatives all around. Why can’t the idea work for the church, too? It can. Some years ago an airplane pilot was trying to land his plane in a fog at the airport in San Diego, California. A radio announcer heard of the predicament and went on the air with this request, "All auto drivers who can do so, drive to the airfield and help an airplane land which has only about twenty minutes supply of fuel in its fuel tank." At the airport, cars began moving in and were stationed around the landing strip with ...
... , It was like maybe your old man had Duncan Phyfe out in the barn building furniture for him. CAIN It’s like everything’s crumbling inside of me. I never felt this way before. JAREL Well, you can’t tell me it all evaporated into thin air. There’s nothing now, just junk, paper plates and plastic forks. CAIN (Finally noticing JAREL) Hmm? Are you drinking again? JAREL (Emptying her glass) That’s a chrome-plated table in the dining room. CHROME! Dime store stuff. You can’t tell me they bought chrome ...
... , but what life wants of me. Did you ever ask yourself that question, really, honestly? What does life want of you? What does this world, what does your Lord, want of you? I don’t care what YOU want. Have you got any good reason for going on breathing the air of this world and eating its food and taking up its space? Have you? Come on! What does this world and your Lord in it want of you? You see, here’s where the Church gives us a marvelous opportunity to pool our talents and our gifts and to share ...
... evicted the demon of Pollyanna moralism, the Milquetoast pietism,and the medieval superstition that used to pass for religion, but, tragically, we have nothing to take its place. Our houses are all swept and decorated - oh, beautifully decorated with sleek air lines, color television, atomic power, glass, stainless steel, plastics, nylon, everything from pot roasts to peanuts all wrapped up in Saran Wrap and frozen for use. The house sparkles and glitters - but our footsteps have an ominously hollow sound ...
... Sullivan. (Please note these words, these profound words, with care): "Be a materialist, an agnostic, an atheist if you must, but open your eyes to all that that means. It means that you have no organic, important connection with mankind, that you are standing on air, that you are an alien to the greatest art and the most profound experiences of history, that you have adopted a cause which, having no past, can have no future. That you must ignore or suppress the deepest and most prophetic impulses of your ...
... "When I am alone, I am not alone, for the Father is with me." Emerson said: "God enters a private door into every individual." He most certainly does. We have all known moments when we were completely sure as we prayed that we were not talking to thin air. We were in conversation with our eternal Father in Heaven. Of course, no proof was possible, but then no proof was necessary. Think of the EXPERIENCE WE HAVE KNOWN OF THE STRENGTHENING OF GOD IN THE TIME OF TROUBLE. I could tell you of a young man who ...
... the day before he had shot two enemy troops off of motorcycles as they raced down a road. They had been about fifty yards from him, and all he could remember as he pulled the trigger of his rifle was how funny it looked to see them fly through the air, their cycles going in one direction and their bodies in another. But never before had he felt the warm flesh of a man’s chin under the palm of his hand as he pushed his head back getting ready to kill him. Never had he had to look that man ...
... works day after day. He carries the groceries, my lunch, my old clothes down to the church and lots of other things. He works hard every day and he holds a lot and does valuable things. Old Pete can’t get hurt because he isn’t just filled with air but instead with love. Some of you may know of people like my sacks. Some people never want to do anything but comb their hair and look at themselves in a mirror and stay pretty. But for what? Other people work hard, and don’t think about themselves, but ...
... I have here? (Hold up tire and do not let it touch the floor until the proper time) That’s right, a tire, and we sure do need tires, don’t we? What’s a tire made of? Rubber. That’s right and what do we put in the tire? Air, that’s right. Oh, this is a special tire because it’s going to take me on a long trip. That’s right, because I’m going to go home to see my mother and father over Thanksgiving holiday. Without that tire, I’d have to walk and I’d ...
... child. That makes children very important at Christmas. And this is a very important child in the crib. It is certainly something out of the ordinary when grown men, men who have been hardened by the sand of the desert and toughened by the night air and the loneliness of a shepherd’s life will stoop before any obscure manger and bow their heads. There is something strange about foreigners whose business was astrology to travel miles and miles to a remote outpost like Bethlehem to pay respects at that same ...
... in which freedom and independence can grow. For almost two centuries the U. S. of A. has become a haven of refuge for immigrants seeking an escape from repression. Our country has been a mecca for persons interested in breathing the fresh air of freedom. This experiment in democracy, of course, has not yet completely succeeded. We still have the weeds of injustice. Repression and discrimination are aimed at skin color and nationality. Massive poverty traps thousands of victims who have no control over being ...
... ’t see life our way, or about the taxes that never seem to go down, or the noise the kids make, or the fact that they don’t make cars the way they used to. The tragedy of much of our griping is that too much of it is hot air blown in private and too little of it is channelled toward remedies for bad situations. But the writer of Lamentations is deadly serious; his words have nothing to do with tax levies and new cars and pet peeves. This man felt exactly like a motherless child. His hometown had been ...
1089. BANNER MAKER
Song of Songs 6:1-13
Illustration
Stephen Stewart
... just no denying it - flags do have symbolic significance, whether, as many claim, that significance is outmoded, or whether it remains alive in our hearts. Still it is there. The area in which I live is populated in large part by officers stationed at a nearby air base, and the flag flies proudly from many homes. Many a bereaved mother or widow or child cherishes the flag that was draped over the coffin of a dead patriot. Most of us remember when the flags were remade to include Hawaii and Alaska. The flag ...
1090. CHEESE MAKER
1 Samuel 17:18; 2 Samuel 17:29
Illustration
Stephen Stewart
... , the making of cheese was such a well-known occupation that Josephus refers to the "Valley of the Cheese-makers." During biblical times, the standard method of making cheese was by salting strained curds, molding them into small discs, and drying them in the open air. These curds were the residue of a soured milk, which was consumed in great quantities, since the people felt that it quenched the thirst better in its soured form that it did fresh, and, of course, it’s not a very big step from sour milk ...
1091. COURIER
2 Chron 30:6; Esther 3:13
Illustration
Stephen Stewart
... secret messages perhaps. And certainly the risk of damage must have been great. But - the mail did go through, as it has continued to do down through the history of man, whether carried in a modern car, or on a camel’s back; whether flown through the air, or carried on foot over weary miles. We salute all the guardians of the mails - past, present, and future. Who knows how couriers will function in times to come! We only know that the letters sent by courier, inscribed on tablets, and buried and lost for ...
... and beautiful. The late Bishop Robert Goodrich said that when he was a pastor in Dallas, he had some laypersons who were so self-righteous that they had to hold onto the pews to keep from ascending. There are some come to church primarily to see if the air-conditioning is too high, the organ too loud, or if there is a typo in the bulletin. I don't know that for sure, but I have suspected it over the years. God is more offended by the arched back, the stiff neck, the haughty eyes and unteachable spirit ...
... they sit in the shade and talk. Then the pastor might have asked, "Who gave you the health to work this farm? Who supplied the rain for these crops? Who causes a seed to germinate in the first place? Who provides even your next breath of air?" The great enemy of thanksgiving is pride. Unless we deal with our pride, Thanksgiving can become just a day for taking inventory of what we have accomplished during the year and congratulating ourselves. For some, that's all Thanksgiving is, other than eating a good ...
... . If there is anything that will induce early childbirth quicker than a dose of castor oil, it is probably an 80-mile ride on a donkey. Mary's first child probably arrived earlier than expected. What could be more impersonal than childbirth in an open-air stable in a strange town? Our modern world is still an impersonal place in many ways. People living in high-rise apartments or in suburbs often do not know the names of their immediate neighbors. Lots of people want to know the number on your credit ...
... have to use your own gifts, experiences, and abilities. God has equipped you with all things needful for victorious living. Just use what you have. I love the story of John and Mary who were sitting on a bench in the moonlight. The fragrance of flowers filled the air, and everything was conducive to romance. John asked Mary, "If you weren't what you are, what would you like to be?" Mary replied, "I would like to be an American beauty rose." Then she turned the same question to John: "If you weren't what you ...
... on a snake in the dark. So, I began trotting, feeling that the faster I moved, the harder I would be to hit. Before long, every noise I heard along the road was a snake. Before I got home, I was running wide open and occasionally leaping high in the air. The exercise was helpful, but the wear and tear on my nerves was awful. When we read St. Paul's admonition in Ephesians 6 to put on the whole armor of God, we find that almost every part of the body is covered by a piece of armor; there is ...
... conversion. New birth is not the same thing as making a decision about Jesus Christ. New birth is not something we do. It is an act of God that often follows our decision to repent and claim Jesus as Savior and Lord. I have a dear friend who is retired Air Force, a World War II pilot. If you ask how he is doing, he always replies, "I'm clear- headed, blue-eyed and unafraid." I received a note from him recently. Let me read you part of it: "Next Easter Sunday will be my 5th anniversary of being a born ...
... THAT FOLLOWS FROM OUR BEING MADE IN THE IMAGE OF GOD: THOUGH GOD'S IMAGE IN US IS BLURRED IT CAN BE RESTORED THROUGH JESUS CHRIST. Even though sin may have dulled our receptivity to God, something within us yearns for God like a drowning man longs for air, like a shipwrecked sailor longs for sunrise. We know we are sinners and that we cannot cure our own spiritual disease. But if there were just a way that we sinners, separated by sin from our holy God, could be cured of our sin and restored to fellowship ...
... Israelites got out of Egypt, but Pharaoh and his army chased after them. So the Jews ran as fast as they could until they got to the Red Sea. The Egyptian Army was gettin' closer and closer. So Moses got on his walkie-talkie and told the Israeli Air Force to bomb the Egyptians. While that was happening, the Israeli Navy built a pontoon bridge so the people could cross over. They made it! By now old dad was shocked. "Is THAT the way they taught you the story?" Well, no, not exactly," Danny admitted, "but if ...
... to the bodily systems caused by the nails, the victim rarely died from the wounds in and of themselves. The real problem for the crucified was breathing. Increased fatigue, due to the pain involved in pulling oneself up to fill the lungs with fresh air, rapidly caused difficulty in breathing which meant that the victim died of gradual asphyxiation. It was Friday noon. The details are repulsive. The sound of the blows of a hammer striking spikes ripping into the warm flesh rang in the ears. All creation ...