... despite all perspirations and salts and sulphurs, failed. But she had always dreamt that one day the miracles might start functioning, might spring up in crimson flowers and silver stars to prove that God had forgiven her pink body and her pink thoughts and her warm body and her warm thoughts as a young miss. But so far God had made no sign and said no word, but nobody knew this except the old lady. Actually, her potion failed, but she was able to convince Charlie that he was invisible and played a sort of ...
... and refreshing break. I chose, to portray Jesus, a gentleman from our congregation who had a full beard. We encouraged him not to get a haircut until after the presentation; he did not wear a wig. We bathed him in a warm spotlight, and he did the job beautifully. Of course, at the end of the presentation, you’ll see we had him freeze his pose as we revolved him off stage. Setting: Early the first Easter morning Narrator Our drama takes place very early in the morning of the first day ...
... Light of the world." Tell me what you know about light. If a candle glows in a dark room does it help us to see? (Yes) Light also helps things to grow, like the flowers that grow in the sunlight. The heat from the light of a fire keeps us warm. Light makes it possible for us to work and play at night when it would ordinarily be dark. We wouldn't have television without light coming from the screen on your television set. Light has many purposes, and it is certainly a gift from God. Light also reminds us of ...
... any man who was prepared to renounce his faith. As a bitter wind whipped over the lake’s surface, the Christian soldiers were driven out shivering in the dusk. A sentry was posted on the shore to keep the Christians out of the heated cottage. He kept warm by a bonfire on the edge of the lake. The sentry could hear the Christians singing out in the center of the frozen lake. But as the hour of midnight neared, the songs grew more feeble. They could scarcely be heard by the sentry on the shore. Straining ...
... steel bars. And through it all, John Powell said he could not help but notice how this sweet, dear woman was smiling warmly toward everyone, waving tenderly to the guards and calling many of them by name, and greeting everyone in a kind and ... Reflecting on that experience, John Powell wrote this remarkable paragraph. Listen closely. He said: “That lady drew out of me a deep and warm reaction of love. And gradually I came to realize that people are not one thing, good or bad, but many things. In every human ...
... you are truly my disciples, and you will know the truth, and the truth will make you free" (John 8:31-32). Paul did this, and look at what happened to him. He was transformed from Saul, a murderous, hard-hearted Pharisee, into Paul, a loving, warm-hearted Christian apostle. Martin Luther did this, and God enabled him to bring about a change that saved the church of the sixteenth century. John Wesley did this, and founded the Methodist Church and saved England. You and I can help God transform our church in ...
... not above washing the feet of his disciples. He would willingly forego a noontime meal to talk to a fallen woman. He was not too tired to take little children in his arms. The New Testament does not tell of a Savior who spent time basking in warm sunshine at the side of a sheepfold. Rather, he died for his sheep. The Christ of the dusty roads of Palestine will not let his adherents be comfortable. He calls to greater and greater tasks. From simple assignments, he leads to the more demanding. As the fiber ...
... is as natural for them as breathing. They are like the disciples who said, having been commanded to speak or preach no more in Jesus’ name: "We cannot but speak the things we have seen and heard." Their spontaneity, naturalness, and ease of conversation is like a warm, refreshing breeze in a room of stagnant air. Would it not be great if our tongues could be as dedicated as was the tongue of Jesus? It was said of him "Never man spake like this man." He spoke words of tenderness, "Come unto me and I will ...
... forgive those things that hurt, that gnaw away at us, that eat us up inside, and when it just isn’t our fault. Sometimes we are like the man who said that he buried the hatchet, but remembered where he buried it! Out of the great overflow and warm knowledge of what God has done and is doing for us, let us also forgive. Pick out someone to whom you will offer forgiveness today. Offer the hand and heart in love. Patch up the relationship, strengthen the friendship, set up the fellowship again. We are indeed ...
... ourselves here at worship in this building puts up signs for others to see and evaluate what our religion is like. If we are to be audio-visuals of the faith when we worship, then there certainly should be some accepting, warm smiles, some hugs, warm handshakes, laughter, comforting, encouraging, loving, accepting attitudes reflected in this place while we are together. A contemporary described the secret of Dwight L. Moody’s ministry in this manner: "I saw at once. Moody was simply bubbling over with the ...
... Christmas, Star and angels gave the sign. Love shall be our token, Love be yours and love be mine, Love to God and all men; Love for plea and gift and sign. - Christina G. Rossetti (1830-94) And when man truly listens to this message his heart melts, he feels warm all over, he opens the door and God comes walking in with the gift of new life. Now if God took the risk of saying it why shouldn’t we? My wife and young daughter were chatting as they were driving over to church. My daughter, Debbie, made the ...
... and watching, threw open the door as we came up the walk. The father and son looked into each others’ eyes for a moment, and then the father said "Welcome home, son. You must be hungry. Your mother has a bite on the table for you." And how heart-warming it was to see that big bulking lad, half a head taller than his own father, throw himself into his father’s arms, kiss him on the cheek and whisper through his tears, "Father, forgive me." It’s only a godly father - only the father who has accepted the ...
... how this would help but somehow it did fill her heart with joy, and courage, and peace, and HARMONY. Even now he was suffering with them for he said, "Lo, I am with you always." Nanuska closed her eyes and laid her head back upon the hay. It made her warm all over to know that his head had slept on the hay, too. All the discords were gone from her soul. Her thoughts were no longer thoughts of hates that clashed but they were thoughts of love and peace and good will, even for her enemies. How she pitied them ...
... minister, feeling foolish, told Jim that was fine. He told the man he was welcome to come and pray just anytime. Time to go, Jim smiled, said 'Thanks,’ and hurried to the door. The minister knelt at the altar; he'd never done that before. His cold heart melted, warmed with love, met with Jesus there. Tears flowed, in his heart, he repeated old Jim's prayer I just came again to tell you, Lord, how happy I’ve been, since we found each other’s friendship and you took away my sin. I don’t know much of ...
... must come quickly. There is a baby born in the stable at Bethlehem. You must come and take care of him and his mother. [The shepherds’ lines can be said individually or in unison.] Student: [Continuing] But it was warm by the fire and Babushka did not want to leave her warm house and bed. Babushka: I will come tomorrow. [She goes back to rocker.] Student: Then the shepherds knocked again. Babushka went back to the door. [She does.] Shepherds: Please, Grandmother, if you cannot come yourself, will you fill ...
191. Do You Really Want to Dive?
Illustration
Leslie Bush
... the time my mother taught me to dive. One morning in April when the sun had barely begun to warm the water, she brought me to the local YWCA for my very first dive. No one was by the ... the pool, "Maybe you should wait until she’s a few years older." "She’s big enough now," Mom returned. To me she said, "If you wait until the water’s perfectly warm or until you’re perfectly ready, you’ll be waiting forever. You’ve got a chance now. Do you really want to dive?" "I want to dive, mom." "Good! I know ...
... in a nursing home. Somehow, even there, he managed to sacrificially set aside a modest weekly offering for his church. He would hand it to his minister when he called, "not reluctantly or under compulsion," but like the widow, gladly. He and she were the kind of givers who warm the heart of God, "for God loves a cheerful giver." The old man expressed his philosophy of wealth in a poem that he wrote when he was nearly eighty. It goes, in part, like this: ... let’s use our money in such a way that it really ...
... recovery room before the anaesthesia wore off, I saw a hand reach down to me from clouds of the loveliest hues, and I felt that hand take my hand. Whenever I withdrew my hand, the other would reach down and clasp mine again. I have never felt so warm, so wonderful, in all my life." He believed that he had been gripped, and delivered, by the hand of God. A strong hand reaching from heaven to earth is one of the more revealing Christian symbols of God. It is a graphic visual statement to the poor in spirit ...
... of eastern vineyards. How good it tasted as we passed the cup from friend to friend. The cup was large, and the edge rough where the crude pottery had broken away. But the wine was sweet, and burned in the back of our mouths as we swallowed it. It warmed. Jesus took the cup in both hands - looking deeply on the design of leaves pressed into the outer surface. He looked into the cup - the red wine catching the flames of the lamps about the room. The blood-red liquid was still upon my lips as he whispered ...
... either!" We need always to remember the Epiphany Star, more especially at this season of the church’s year. It shone brilliantly over Bethlehem where the child-king Jesus was. It guided the first Gentiles to kneel at his manger in adoration. Yet wasn’t it a warm, gentle light? Could John Henry Newman possibly have had this in mind when he wrote the beautiful hymn, "Lead, kindly Light ..."? I can’t believe the Epiphany Star was a flaring flame, a "shooting star." No, I am certain that God’s light is ...
... our gifts to your Son, Jesus Christ. They are only a token of your great gift to us. We confess that we have not always been warm and sincere in our giving as we should be, but in this Christmas season we bring our gifts in a manner well pleasing to you ... his head, I," said the cow, all white and red. "I," said the sheep with curly horn, "I gave him my wool for his blanket warm, He wore my coat on Christmas morn. I," said the sleep with curly horn. "I," said the dove from the rafters high, "I cooed him ...
... peers. The academic types tend to be like those who say, "Lord, Lord," but never do anything Jesus asks them to do. They tend to be like those described by James who say to needy people, "Be warmed, be filled and clothed, and go your way," without ever giving them the food and clothing they need to be warm and full. As Paul once put it, "Knowledge puffs up, but love builds up." The Mother Teresas of the world know what he means. The academic types emphasize being as opposed to doing. If they criticize the ...
... quite a surprise we had the other day when all the lights blinked off and on a few times and then went off and stayed off for a long time. Because the electricity was off, our furnaces didn’t work, so we felt cold. What did you do to stay warm? We put on sweaters - like this one; we sat by the fireplace; we played dodge ball. What did you have to eat when the electricity was off and your electric stove wouldn’t work? (Let them answer.) Sandwiches, cold food. It was a dark, cloudy day. If the sun had ...
... and church clothes closets. The acid test of wisdom, faith, religion! What’s the good of it if a brother or a sister is ill-clad, in lack of daily food, without a place to lay the head or to warm cold feet and hands, and one responds, "Good luck! I hope you find a place to eat and sleep and warm yourself"? What good is it? Faith, if it has no works, is dead, "He who has a bountiful eye will be blessed, for he shares his bread with the poor." The acid test of wisdom, faith, religion! If a well ...
... were. That’s what the Christian faith is all about… God breaking out; God smashing down the walls; God coming warmly and wonderfully into our lives. Unfortunately, sometimes we forget that and sadly… we start building up again those dividing ... III THIRD AND FINALLY, THERE IS VENGEANCE. Vengeance… the angry, bitter spirit that will not forgive, that nurses its wrath to keep it warm, that broods and festers and looks for a chance to get ‘em back… what a dividing wall of hostility that is! There was ...