... of mocking Rev. Teaster, had brought a five-foot long rattle snake to the service. The congregation held their breath as Teaster reached into the box and lifted out the snake. Quick as lightning, the reptile struck, biting deep into Teaster's right hand. Teaster dropped the snake, but then, in a show of either great faith or great stupidity, picked it up again. Twice more, the snake buried its fangs into Albert Teaster's right arm. Then he tossed the creature away and ran from the church. At first, the ...
... South Pole way back in 1908. The Antarctic is challenging today, even with all the wonderful tools of technology. Can you imagine what it was like nearly 100 years ago? Shackleton and his party depended on four ponies to help carry the load. The ponies dropped dead from exhaustion within a few weeks. Now these four men were on their own. Their rations were nearly exhausted. And so they turned back, defeated. But now they had a different challenge. Could they even make it back to their base? They finally did ...
... to safety. However, while he was working, a heavy timber fell on him and knocked him to the pavement below. Just before he died his uncle got to him and said, "Now you know why you were born. You were born to save those people." The curtain drops on the story there. But several years later Dr. Gunsaulus was traveling in Europe. One night he met a man in a hotel lobby, and in the ensuing conversation the preacher mentioned he was from Chicago, when the other man suddenly became hysterical and began to mutter ...
... I see you've just poured?" "Take the milk," said the bartender with a twinkle in his eye. "We're glad to have you in our town. Take that glass of milk and drink it up." The preacher drank that milk with the whiskey in it real slow savoring every drop. Then he looked up towards the ceiling and with a smile on his face he declared, "Lord, what a cow!" I hope nobody's offended by that little piece of humor, but this morning we want to talk for a few moments about the bounteous goodness of God. And we ...
... Franklin learned that plaster sown in the fields would make things grow better. He told his neighbors, but they did not believe him. They argued with him, trying to prove that plaster could be of no use at all to grass or grain. After a little while he dropped the matter and said nothing more about it. But he went into the field early the following spring and sowed more grain. Close by the path, where people would walk, he traced some letters with his finger, put plaster in them, and then sowed his seed in ...
... a perfect opportunity to work on the book he had wanted to write. So that's what he did. He wrote The Scarlet Letter, which is still considered one of the greatest novels ever written. Similarly, Whistler failed at West Point. And after he was dropped there, he halfheartedly tried his hand at engineering. And then, finally, he tried painting, with the success that is well known. Then there's Phillips Brooks, the noted Episcopal minister who died in the 1890s. He had wanted to be a teacher and had prepared ...
I'd like to start off today with a story from the Old West. A trapper was being chased by a grizzly bear. He dropped his gun, his pack, and everything else that he could possibly unload so that he could run faster, but the bear was still gaining ground. Finally he was forced to make a stand. He ran into a small clearing and put his back to a stump, taking out his knife ...
... to play it safe and run out the clock. The quarterback came into the huddle and said, "The coach says we should play it safe, but that's what the other team is expecting. Let's give them a surprise." So he called a pass play. He dropped back and threw, and the defending cornerback, a sprint champion, knife in, intercepted, and headed for a touchdown. Now if you know anything about Coach Bryant, you know that the Alabama quarterback had a problem. He had to catch that corner back or face Coach Bryant. That ...
... urge you to open up to God." That's good. No wonder he pleased his Father. Humility, acceptance. And commitment. No one ever measured up to his Father's dream for him like Jesus. Even agonizing in the garden with sweat falling from his brow like the great drops of blood, he prayed, "Not my will but thine be done." I suppose there are parents who think that they are doing their children a favor by withholding their approval. It will make them work harder, they deduce. If so, it will be at a great emotional ...
... the top of the gateway, just higher than the backs of his sheep. As each sheep passes in single file he quickly examines it for briars in the ears, snags in the cheek, or weeping of the eyes from dust or scratches. When such conditions are found he drops the rod across the sheep's back and it steps out of line. "Each sheep's wounds are carefully cleaned. Then the shepherd dips his hand into the olive oil and anoints the injury." (2) "Thou anointest my head with oil," writes David, "My cup runneth over ...
... Every once in a while you can learn a most interesting truth from the science of statistics. Did you know that people often wait until after a birthday or some other significant event before they die? That's what the statistics show. The mortality rate drops significantly in the weeks just before birthdays. Why do you suppose that is true? Is there something magical about birthdays or is there something magical about anticipation? Don't let the secular world tell you that X plus Y always equals Z or that 2 ...
... in a restaurant having lunch one day, when he suddenly broke down and began to cry. Then he told her that he had been involved with another woman, and that he wanted a divorce so that he could be with his new love. No warning--no preparation. He simply dropped the bombshell on her and walked away. Some of you here today have had that kind of devastating experience. And the first person we are likely to blame at a time like that is ourselves. We think, "I must have done something wrong. I must be inadequate ...
... bishop said, "I'm glad you came back. I had intended to give you the candlesticks as well as the silver." Valijean was released. But he left the bishop's house even more confused than before. As he sat thinking about what had happened, a child came by and dropped a coin near him. He reached out and covered the coin, and the child ran away crying. Later, when he realized what he had done, he tried to find the child to return the money, but he couldn't. But from that time on, a gradual transformation began to ...
... west. A party of hunters was suddenly called away from their camp, leaving a boiling kettle perking on the fire. An old bear crept out of the woods and saw the kettle on the fire with its lid dancing, and he grabbed it. Naturally, it burned him. But instead of dropping it, he hugged it tighter, because this was his only idea of defense. So the tighter he hugged it the more it burned him, and the more it burned him the tighter he hugged it! Now I have no idea how you might get a frightened bear to let go ...
... force in our lives. But even more than that, love is a commitment. Fourteen days before he died, President John F. Kennedy addressed the Protestant Council of the City of New York and urged church leaders to support foreign aid. He deplored the fact that it had dropped to a mere 4 percent of the national budget, and added, "I do not want it said of us what T.S. Eliot said of others some years ago: Here were decent godless people: Their only monument the asphalt road And a thousand lost golf balls. (3 ...
... to trust--to rest our concerns on God. The first widow had quit trusting God. Elijah came to her and gave her hope. He told her to trust God. There is a third principle we need to remember: Someone is always watching. Jesus was watching as our second widow dropped in her two small coins. Her resources were meager, but she had not quit trusting. Those two coins were all she had in the world and she was willing to turn them over to God. That's faith! No wonder Jesus praised her. What we need to see, however ...
... ,” Danny Thomas later wrote, “but the next morning the phone rang in the rooming house hall.” It was a job offer. He was offered a part in a commercial. The job wasn’t much but the pay was good--seventy-five dollars. “I literally dropped the telephone receiver,” Danny remembered. “First I whooped with joy; then an eerie feeling came over me.” He remembered what he had prayed at church the day before. “The seventy-five-dollar fee,” he said, “unheard of for me at that time, was almost ...
... God will not." Antonio Stradivari, recognizing this, once said, "Even God could not make Antonio Stradivari''s violins without Antonio." What a blessed privilege is ours in the church. What a great responsibility God gives us, but what a grand reward follows. The poet reminds us, "God drops no churches from the skies, but out of men''s hearts they must arise." We are God''s tenant farmers. He has given us talents to be developed and put to use in His church. He has given us the opportunity to be a beacon of ...
... and nutrition. Homeless children, neglected old people, tortured youth--these and many others across our world need our money and the ministry that money can provide. One day a boy was walking in the street carrying a basket of eggs. He tripped on the curbstone, dropped the basket, and the eggs were smashed. A crowd gathered at the scene. One said, "What a pity!" Another said, "I''m sorry he is crying. Let''s comfort him." Then a man stepped forward, reached into his pocket, and said, "I care a dollar ...
... the temple. They watched as people put in their offerings. Evidently everyone could see what others were giving. This may have been the reason the rich put in their huge sums--for the sake of appearances. It took courage for a certain widow to come to the box and drop in her two pennies. This was the least that the law allowed, but it was all this poor widow had. Jesus was watching, and he told his disciples she had put in more than all the others. They had given out of abundance, but she had given out of ...
... down into its place, in a sickening thud as it falls. You know that the weight of Christ falls against those nails. You can imagine maybe just in a small way something of the pain He feels. Then slowly Jesus’ blood begins to drip on the cross, first one drop then another, and another, and pretty soon a small puddle is formed there at the foot of the cross. Then it begins to rain a gentle rain and the water and the blood get mixed together. They start down the hillside as just a trickle, and then it seems ...
... ''re stupid." Mom: "What are they doing?" Son: "They just have it in for me. They call me names in gym class and point it out to everybody if I make one, stupid mistake. They bump up against me in the hall or the cafeteria, try to get me to drop my books and stuff." Mom: "Why would they do that?" Son: "I don''t know. I guess cause I''m different from them. I don''t hang out with their crowd, I''m not the school star, or anything. They''re not into computers or any of the stuff I ...
... capable of saving them. And they believe him!" 3: "You know what I believe? I believe that I will sit here and drown myself in this cheap wine. That''s the life!" (They laugh) 1: "It just doesn''t get any better than this." (Pause. The men drop character. #2 addresses the congregation in his normal voice) 2: "And it never will get any better than that as long as we settle for cheap wine. But we know of the wine of the Communion, the blood of Jesus Christ, and so we know that death is ...
... It was certainly an intoxication of no earthly origin." Man 1: "Your Honor, we can stand straight as the trees and speak with perfect clarity. When have you seen a drunk man who could do that?" Judge: "I''ll have to admit, never. Alright, I''ll drop the public drunkenness charge, but what about the rowdy behavior?" Man 2: "We did not mean to be rowdy at all. We only wanted to share the joy we were experiencing. It was such an electrifying moment, it could not be contained." Judge: "Well, I ...
... something missing. Other churches had something in their creed that we did not have. Most other Christians insert the words, “He descended into hell,” in the Apostles’ Creed. Try as I might, I cannot seem to discover just when and where Methodists dropped the phrase from their rituals, but I surmise that it happened sometime during the early part of our century during the heyday of Theological Liberalism. It must have been a neat trick: getting some General Conference to abolish hell. Oh, well. Our ...