... seriously and sincerely. They have Jesus as their model and they long to be like him in their daily lives. On the other hand, we need to realize that there are weeds in God’s field, the church. If we do not realize this fact, we will become disillusioned and disgusted with the church. Many of us may have a romantic and idealistic view of the church as a place where the people are as good as gold. When the truth is known, these often quit the church or if not members, they refuse to join it. Have you not ...
... , Excellency. I mean that the Sanhedrin will call for the death penalty, but ... PILATE: But since I am the only one who can see that the death sentence is carried out, you come to me now to try to prejudice my judgment. Right, priest? [In disgust, PILATE waves his hand, a gesture of dismissal which CAIAPHAS ignores, then walks to his chair and sits. CAIAPHAS looks thoughtfully at PILATE, then walks to his chair, as he speaks, and sits] CAIAPHAS: I did not come to try to prejudice your judgment, Excellency ...
... for you. JESUS: It is the Father’s will. HEROD: Some Father who would want his own son to lose his life. JESUS: Do you remember Abraham and Isaac? HEROD: Yeah, but Abraham didn’t go through with it. JESUS: But Abraham did follow God’s will. HEROD: You disgust me. I think you have lost your mind with all your talk about a father and you yourself being the only way to live. JESUS: I am who I am, Herod, and I am sad because you cannot understand me. There are far simpler people, my disciples, who know ...
... to focus its attention on JUDAS’ entrance. JUDAS bursts into the palace drawing room, ANNAS and CAIAPHAS showing their alarm. He carries the bag containing the pieces of silver and tries immediately to force it into CAIAPHAS’ hands. CAIAPHAS draws back in horror and disgust and shakes his head, indicating that he will not accept the bag of silver.] JUDAS: Take it! Take it back! You’ve got to take it! I can’t stand even holding it! It’s blood money! CAIAPHAS: [Regally, in control of himself] We ...
... built. Every Sunday she would stand behind the curtain at her window and watch the steady stream of men and women pouring into the church. Her mouth would twist in a peculiar way and she would say, "My soul! My Soul!" Frost says that disapproval, indignation, and disgust were concentrated in those two words. He says, "She never could see why I laughed at her, but it did strike me very funny for her to be calling upon her soul for help when this mass of industrious people were going to church to save theirs ...
... JUDAS [JUDAS, alone. The BISHOP enters and approaches him.] BISHOP: It’s always depressing, is it not, to have your dream of greatness punctured like a balloon? No longer can you fill it with expanding hopes. You put it to your lips, and it mocks you with disgusting sounds. JUDAS: I have nothing to say to you. BISHOP: On the contrary, let us talk. There is much we have in common. JUDAS: What could we have in common? BISHOP: The desire for power. Ah, you look surprised. We don’t deny it. But do not ...
... , hard pass to a receiver. It bounced off his outstretched hands, up into the air, and then landed in the hands of a Georgia linebacker. But linebackers aren't accustomed to catching passes. He tried to hold on but it slipped through his fingers. In disgust he fell to his knees and pounded the turf. Opportunities come that way--so quickly, often without warning. You either rise to the challenge or it passes, never to return. I remember an extremely profane man whom I had determined to witness to, but before ...
Someone told me about a man who got tired of the Christmas hoopla. All the frantic haste and the crass commercialism disgusted him. So, he decided not to go along with the crowd. Among other things, he decided not to send Christmas cards, feeling that the expense and effort were non-productive. For the first ten days of December he felt good about his decision. But then, as the mail brought him ...
... knife instead of a hatchet; and that little George cut down a mesquite tree rather than a cherry tree. When his father asked him about it, George said, "Papa, I cannot tell a lie. I cut it down with my bowie knife." His father shook his head in complete disgust. "Can't tell a lie, huh? Then pack your bags. We're moving to Virginia. There's no future for you in Texas!" Forgive me, you Texans! The fact is that truth is treated badly all over the country. The Ninth Commandment which prohibits lying is an awful ...
... He did not know what he was supposed to be pursuing nor did he seem to care. Little sparrows in the thicket seemed to be fair game for him. In the more open fields he would methodically seek out cow pies and urinate on them with great diligence. Disgustingly we locked him in the car with the decision that we were far better off with a dog like him left far behind. Although this dog, bred for hunting, seemed very content with himself, he had an identity crisis as far as we were concerned. Perhaps God suffers ...
... - MALE 1: or HARM someone? MALE 4: Yeah. I guess that’s a lie. MALE 2: That’s a relief. Now, when that girl says, "How do I look?" I’ll think how I don’t want to harm this poor girl and I’ll say, "Beautiful!" FEMALE 2: [disgusted] How shallow! MALE 2: [fervently] But how safe! VOICE: Don’t envy others for what they have. Don’t desire another’s possessions for yourself. Not his wife nor his beasts nor houses. MALE 4: Why would I envy anybody his wife? FEMALE 1: What about clothes? MALE 1 ...
... all. (Pause) Hmm? Boy, you sure aren’t much of a one for talking. (Pause) Oh, sure, I like you okay. You got some funny habits, but ... Hey now! What’s the big idea? (More giggling; muffled noises; coughing) JAREL (In a hissing whisper) Did you hear that? It’s disgusting! You’re going to have to get her down here this minute, before any more complications set in. CAIN Do you expect me to go up there? To barge in on them? JAREL I don’t care how you do it. CAIN But he’s my father. JAREL He’s ...
... was heard to say, she grieved to touch upon it much, but "Mrs. B. took - such and such!" Then Mrs. C. went straight away and told a friend the self-same day, "Twas said to think" - here came a wink - "that Mrs. B was fond of drink." The friend’s disgust was such she must, inform a lady whom she nursed, "That Mrs. B. at half-past three was so far gone she couldn’t see." This lady we have mentioned, she gave needle-work to Mrs. B., and at such news could scarcely choose but future needle-work refuse. Then ...
... track; death is the darkness; God is the engineer - who is dead." What shall I say? As we look at human life, it’s like being on a teeter-totter. We sit between belief in man’s almost limitless capacity to advance in knowledge and power and disgust at the pettiness, stupidity and cruelty of a race apparently aiming at mass suicide. Tennyson said it: "However we brave it out, we men are a little breed." What shall I cry out? There’s only one thing worth saying. In the midst of confusion and perplexity ...
... are being preached. We’re all weary of Watergate. It almost seems like God is the only witness Mr. Ervin hasn’t called to testify - which is ironic since the stated goal of the investigation is to discover the truth! But in the midst of our disgust and asking who’s telling the truth and can you believe any politician, have we seriously asked what God is trying to say to us as Christian citizens through this revelation of moral games in high places? World poverty keeps getting pushed off the front ...
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Ezekiel 4:1-5:17
Illustration
Stephen Stewart
... Today’s youth aren’t quite so modern as they would like to think! The hair of the head, also, was a matter of great care and concern, particularly during the New Testament period. The wealthy were very fond of wearing it long, a practice that disgusted St. Paul (1 Corinthians 11:15). Depraved young men, says Josephus, would sprinkle their hair with gold dust to make it more brilliant. Old men like Herod, again according to Josephus, dyed it. And, again, unkempt hair was a sign of sorrow; even more so a ...
... I am certain the person who gave it to me never intended I wear it, but I liked that "bacon tie" and wore it for several years, until one day an embarrassed girlfriend yanked it off my neck and ritualistically burned it, declaring it utterly "gross," disgusting and unfit for human haberdashery. Then there are the more serious gifts we appreciate receiving but could easily have acquired for ourselves: a best-selling book we have always wanted to read, for example, or a nice necktie that doesn’t look like a ...
... their physical and spiritual needs - at a time when they were helpless and had nowhere to turn. But it was also the worst of times. Wilderness wandering, whining, and complaining went together. But what is really surprising in all this grumbling is the disgusting regularity with which the Israelites wanted to return to the security of making bricks out of straw under the orders of the oppressive government of Egypt. It seems that the security of slavery was more important than the freedom of the wilderness ...
... , or while at their work places. They can be teased, pinched, and fondled because they are women and that is what macho men are supposed to do. In too many situations women are regarded as fair game for whistles, suggestive comments, and generally disgusting behavior. There was a wall between Jew and Gentile in the early history of our church, that created division, resentment, hate, and suspicion. It was anything but God-pleasing. Thus our text for today describes a turning point in our church that was ...
... that we are not here to serve the masses? We are here to serve Yahweh. And we serve Yahweh by keeping the Law of Moses. Boaz: (The guard enters.) My Lord, Caiaphas, Nicodemus of the Pharisees is here to see you. Pressing matters, he says. Caiaphas: (disgustedly) Oh, show him in. (Nicodemus enters.) Nicodemus: Shalom. Obed, Caiaphas, and Aaron: Shalom. Caiaphas: Please be seated. Now what can I do for my old friend Nicodemus? Obed: I am sure he is here for the same reason that we are. Insulted by this phony ...
... . Even the body’s pain system, which normally warns of danger, abandons this dreaded disease.1 Make no mistake about it. When Jesus encountered the leper that day in Galilee he was face-to-face with the most hopeless and untouchable of all people. Physically disgusting, unwelcome at worship, the leper was also beyond the care even of Holy Scripture. As New Testament scholar D. E. Nineham has stated it, "The Law could do nothing for the leper; it could only protect the rest of the community against him."2 ...
... to the contrary a man moves out of his weakness, doubts, and excuses and does more than he formerly believed he could. Dr. Samuel Johnson provides us a powerful instance of how love bolsters self-esteem. "He expected everyone he met to be disgusted or terrified by his looks and his nervous mannerisms, his convulsive starts and twitches. For such a young man, the approbation of an experienced and still attractive woman can be a lifesaver."* * John Wain, Samuel Johnson: A Biography, (New York, Viking Press ...
... ourselves? It’s well to remember what Dr. C. G. Jung, the father of Modern Psychotherapy, has said: "Apart from a person’s discovery of the religious outlook on life - a vital faith, hope and love - NO ONE truly walks out of the prison of inner failure, self-disgust and despair." NO ONE gets out of prison without God! But look at our attempt to pretend that all of this doesn’t exist. Near the end of his life, Thomas A. Edison, that grand old man, was asked what effect he thought science would have on ...
... ’s goodness and power, once asked, "My God, ART THOU DEAD?" Thomas Carlyle, probably a religious heretic by the theological standards of his own day but certainly a deeply religious man at heart, once looked over the slums of the City of London and said in apparent disgust, "God sits in his heaven and does nothing." The writer of the 83rd Psalm cried, "O, God, do not keep silence, Do not hold thy peace or be still, O God! For lo, thy enemies are in tumult." We remember the words of our Lord on the cross ...
... and sees men hunt each other down like animals and blast each other into the tangled messes of blood-seared flesh? How does He feel when He sees His beautiful earth defaced by human greed, lust and passion? What is the feeling in the heart of God? Anger? Disgust? Pity? If you have seen the play, "Green Pastures," you remember that scene in which God looks down upon the earth, with His hands clasped behind His back, and He is torn between His justice and His mercy, between His anger and His love, between His ...