A little girl had just heard the story Snow White for the first time. So full of enthusiasm that she could hardly contain herself, she retold the fairy tale to her mother. After telling about how Prince Charming had arrived on his beautiful white horse and kissed Snow White back to life, she asked her mother, “And do you know what happened then?”
“Yes,” said her mom, “they lived happily ever afte...
177. Hardest on Boys
Illustration
Michael P. Green
The conclusion of a five-year study by Mavis Hetherington of the University of Virginia on who is most hurt in a divorce is that “small boys are the worst victims of divorce and their painful attempts to adjust often lead them into a mutually destructive conflict with their mothers.
178. Heard Him Listen
Illustration
Michael P. Green
His thoughts were slow,
His words were few and never formed to glisten.
But he was a joy to all his friends,
You should have heard him listen!
179. Heaven's Chocolate Cake
Lk 20:27-38
Illustration
Michael P. Green
There are a lot question the Bible doesn't answer about the Hereafter. But I think one reason is illustrated by the story of a boy sitting down to a bowl of spinach when there's a chocolate cake at the end of the table. He's going to have a rough time eating that spinach when his eyes are on that cake. And if the lord had explained everything to us about what's ours to come, I think we'd have a ro...
180. Held Captive By Past Experiences
Illustration
Michael P. Green
At a circus a huge elephant was tied to an eighteen-inch stake. Could he not easily have pulled it out of the ground and be free? Sure! But he had tried it when he was a baby and was unsuccessful. The elephant had concluded that he could never pull it out of the ground. So there he stood, a massive creature capable of lifting whole trees, yet held captive by a puny stake.
What small stake could f...
181. Hell is Self-Worship
Illustration
Michael P. Green
Margaret Evening (pseud.) relates the following in her book Who Walk Alone (p. 38):
Many years ago I had a dream. It was one of the few coherent dreams that I have ever had, but it was so vivid that even now I can remember the details of it clearly.
In the dream, I visited Hell, where the sub-Warden showed me round. To my surprise, I was led along a labyrinth of dark, dank passages from which th...
182. Helping Others Medicine
2 Timothy 3:10--4:8
Illustration
Michael P. Green
Karl Menninger, a famous psychiatrist, once gave a lecture on mental health and was answering questions from the audience. “What would you advise a person to do,” asked one, “if that person felt a nervous breakdown coming on?”
Most people expected Menninger to reply: “Consult a psychiatrist.” To their astonishment, he replied, “Lock up your house, go across the railway tracks, find someone in nee...
183. Hidden Imperfections
Illustration
Michael P. Green
There is an old saying that goes like this: “It isn’t the mountain ahead that wears you out, it’s the grain of sand in your shoe.” Many a man, worried for fear he would not be able to cross a mountain, has had to stop some miles before he crossed the foothills because he had not taken time to clean out his shoes.
That has been the source of failure in many Christian lives. Eager to avoid the big ...
184. Hidden Rocks
Illustration
Michael P. Green
One writer said of apostates, “One is reminded by way of contrast with the Lord, whom these men deny. He is the rock of our salvation; they are hidden rocks, threatening shipwreck to the faith. He comes with clouds to refresh his people forever; they are clouds that do not even bring temporary blessing. He is the tree of life; they are trees dead. He leads beside still waters; they are like the re...
185. Hold My Quarter
Illustration
Michael P. Green
A little boy walked down the beach, and as he did, he spied a older woman sitting under a beach umbrella on the sand. He walked up to her and asked, “Are you a Christian?”
“Yes.”
“Do you read your Bible every day?”
She nodded her head, “Yes.”
“Do you pray often?” the boy asked next, and again she answered, “Yes.”
With that he asked his final question, “Will you hold my quarter while I go swim...
186. Hold The Door
Illustration
Michael P. Green
A middle-aged business executive approached the front entrance of the office building in which he worked. A young feminist came up at the same moment, so he stepped back and held the door open for her to pass on through. She looked at him and said with annoyance, “Don’t hold the door for me just because I’m a lady.”
To her surprise, he looked right back and replied, “I’m not. I’m holding it open ...
187. Holy Because They Belong
Illustration
Michael P. Green
What do we mean when we say a thing is holy? Look at your Bible and it says, “Holy Bible.” What makes it holy? The land of Israel is called “The Holy Land,” and the city of Jerusalem is called “The Holy City.” Why? There is a quality about all three that they share in common. They all belong to God. The Bible is God’s book; Israel is God’s land; Jerusalem is God’s city. They are all God’s property...
188. Honor Code
James 2:10
Illustration
Michael P. Green
The honor code for the U.S. Military Academy at West Point is as follows: “A cadet does not lie, cheat, or steal; nor tolerate anyone who does.” The goal of the code is that cadets: Learn and practice the essential leader responsibilities of establishing a healthy ethical climate within a unit. This honor code is so stringent that even one violation at any time during the four years of study, incl...
189. Horse Sense
Illustration
Michael P. Green
A horse can't pull while kicking.
This fact we merely mention.
And he can't kick while pulling,
Which is our chief contention.
Let's imitate the good old horse
And lead a life that's fitting;
Just pull an honest load, and then
There'll be no time for kicking.
190. How Much Margarine?
Humor Illustration
Michael P. Green
A department-store clerk was demonstrating the efficiency of a window-cleaning device by smearing margarine on glass and cleaning it off again. Quite impressed, one potential customer asked, “How much margarine do I have to use?”
191. How To Destroy Your Enemies
Illustration
Michael P. Green
The Civil War had just ended, and the opportunistic scalawags were busy lording it over their fellow Southerners. A hot-blooded contingency of die-hard former rebels gained an audience with President Lincoln. His gentle, friendly manner soon thawed the ice, and the Southerners left with a new respect for their old foe. A northern congressman approached the president and criticized him for “befrien...
192. How to Get People To Win For You
Illustration
Michael P. Green
Said Bear Bryant, one of the greatest college football coaches ever, when he was pushed to explain his philosophy of coaching: “There’s just three things I ever say to my players:
If anything goes bad, then I did it.
If anything goes semi-good, then we did it.
If anything goes real good, then you did it.
That’s all it takes to get people to win football games for you. I can do that better than a...
193. How To Revival
Illustration
Michael P. Green
A man once came to Gipsy Smith, the celebrated English evangelist of an earlier time, and asked him how to have revival. Asked Gipsy, “Do you have a place where you can pray?”
“Yes,” was the reply.
“Tell you what to do, you go to that place, and take a piece of chalk along. Kneel down there, and with the chalk draw a complete circle all around you—and pray for God to send revival on everything i...
194. Humanist Manifesto II
Illustration
Michael P. Green
“Humanism” is a term widely used within the church to describe the prevailing philosophy of today—the world’s mold that Christians have to resist deliberately. But what, specifically, is “humanism”? Probably its clearest definition and most aggressive repudiation of Christianity appears in the Humanist Manifesto II (Sept. 2, 1973), which contains the following basic tenets:
We believe that tradit...
195. I Am YOUR Child
Proverbs 22:6
Illustration
Michael P. Green
The following article appeared in a local newspaper as an “Open Letter to My Parents”: I am your child. You have brought me into this world and raised me to what I am today. If I am not what I should be, please do not be too harsh with me, for I am your product, and by my actions I advertise the quality standard of home. Do not point at one of my playmates as an example of how I should behave, for...
196. I Can Be Anything?
Illustration
Michael P. Green
A woman had just returned from a meeting of the National Organization for Women (NOW) when her five-year-old daughter greeted her with the news that she wanted to be a nurse when she grew up. “A nurse!” her mother exclaimed. “Listen, Lisa, just because you’re female doesn’t mean you have to settle for being a nurse. You can be a surgeon, a lawyer, a banker, President of the United States. You can ...
197. I Never Forgive
Illustration
Michael P. Green
A man named John Oglethorpe, in talking to John Wesley, once made the comment, “I never forgive.” Mr. Wesley wisely replied, “Then, Sir, I hope that you never sin.”
198. I Remember Forgetting
Illustration
Michael P. Green
A friend of Clara Barton, founder of the American Red Cross, once reminded her of an especially cruel thing that had been done to her years before. But Miss Barton seemed not to recall it. “Don’t you remember it?” her friend asked.
“No,” came the reply, “I distinctly remember forgetting it.”
You can’t be free and happy if you harbor grudges, so put them away. Get rid of them. Collect postage sta...
199. I Want My Mommy
Humor Illustration
Michael P. Green
A little boy was lost during the Christmas shopping rush. He was standing in an aisle of the busy department store crying, “I want my mommy.” People passing by kept giving the unhappy youngster nickels and dimes to cheer him up.
Finally a floorwalker came over to him and said, “I know where your mommy is, son.”
The little boy looked up with his tear-drenched eyes and said, “So do I … just keep q...
200. I Was Hungry
Matthew 25:31-46
Illustration
Michael P. Green
I was hungry, and you formed a humanities club and discussed my hunger.
I was imprisoned, and you crept off quietly to your chapel in the cellar and prayed for my release.
I was naked, and in your mind you debated the morality of my appearance.
I was sick, and you knelt and thanked God for your health.
I was homeless, and you preached to me the spiritual shelter of the love of God.
I was lone...