... supposed to deliver the refreshments for the next leg of the journey broke down. Finally the pilot decided that it was more important to get his passengers on their way than to wait for the snacks to arrive, so he took off. As soon as they were in the air the passengers started grumbling. "A ticket is a contract," one said loudly, "and snacks are part of the contract." "I ought to sue," another muttered. A man stood up and said, "I'm a lawyer. How many are willing to join in a class action suit?" A minor ...
... and control on the road. In this day and age, people want to put as much steel and iron around them as they can. They equate weight with safety. It’s a factor, but in no way compares to solid structural design and the use of multiple air bags . . . With thousands of other SUVs speeding past them, not to mention eighteen wheelers and cement mixers, drivers just feel more secure. It’s a perception and Detroit promoted it. One SUV brand advertised itself with the headline, “Look upon it as a 4,000 pound ...
... lamb."Do you see what I see? Way up in the sky, little lamb, Do you see what I see? A star, a star, dancing in the night With a tail as big as a kite, With a tail as big as a kite." Something new and unexpected in the air. Think about the text. Isaiah 61 comes from a period a bit more than 500 years before the birth of Christ. It was directed to a people who had grown up in exile; their grandfathers had lost the war with Nebuchadnezzar and had been marched off to Babylon in chains ...
Several years ago, there was a convention of clergy gathered at the Georgia Dome in Atlanta under the auspices of the Promise Keepers organization.[1] Between 40,000 and 50,000 preachers were in attendance. (What's that you say? An awful lot of hot air in one place?) For what it is worth, I disagree with some of the Promise Keepers' positions, but two of their basic emphases I wholeheartedly applaud — one is an end to racial division in our society (and especially in the church); the other is an end to ...
... little more vague? Still, they are fascinating...." Indeed, they are, and for some, they have become immensely profitable as well. A cottage industry has grown up on Christian television presenting prophecy "experts" who are ready to interpret ambiguous passages both on the air, sustained by the financial support of faithful viewers, and in their widely sold books and videos. Probably the best-known of these folks is a fellow by the name of Jack Van Impe who, along with his wife, Rexella, operates the Jack ...
... Flanders before the House of Commons on June 4, 1940, he thundered, ... we shall not flag or fail. We shall go on to the end, we shall fight in France, we shall fight on the seasand oceans, we shall fight with growing confidence and growing strength in the air, we shall defend our Island, whatever the cost may be, we shall fight on the beaches, we shall fight on the landing grounds, we shall fight in the fields and in the streets, we shall fight in the hills; we shall never surrender, and even if, which I ...
... identify with it. Otherwise, he never would have brought it up. But, as was typical of his teaching, Jesus put the problem into perspective by pointing out some things that all could understand. He pointed toward the sky and said, "Look at the birds of the air (those little insignificant sparrows); they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they?" (v. 26). That made sense. It has always been true that the God who has provided ...
... this list is only reported by Matthew. But it is not difficult to understand why comparisons of Jesus to Jeremiah, the doom-and-gloom prophet who foretold the destruction of the temple and who was rejected by his own people, would be in the air. All of these “prophetic” options fall short of Jesus’ true identity. So he asks those who know him best, those who have been privy to a special relationship, those who have witnessed his astonishing miracles, to answer the question for themselves: “Who am I ...
... . But should that stop us from examining what has been good this day? Recently we had a huge hatch-out of dragonflies. They are strange insects. They breathe through their rears. Yet they are also strangely beautiful. One got in the house through our “air conditioning” an open door. We chased it for a while and finally cornered it against a windowpane. Our daughter captured it gently in hand, and released it back outside to join its siblings. Simple. Not important. Life affirming. A moment of grace and ...
... got into a brawl over laptop computers. The story was on the television news the other day: two men tackling another man, throwing him to the ground, because he had cut ahead of them in line. Pandemonium broke out. Laptop computers were tossed twenty feet into the air, and people collapsed on each trying other to grab them. I wonder what Jesus would make of that scene? Why, he might have wondered, were those shoppers shoving each other around? To make a way for the Lord, to make his paths straight, or to be ...
... saw. One morning, there sat Simeon, staring aimlessly at the breakfast dishes, wondering what would fill the hours of that day when it struck him that he ought to go to the temple. Why not? He always felt better when he had had a brisk walk in the morning air. So without really knowing just what it was that was making him go to at that particular hour, he reached for his hat, combed his beard, and headed out. He knew everyone at the temple, since he was very nearly a daily visitor. But on this day, everyone ...
... river, they've come for the wrong reasons. "There ain't but one river," he declares, "and that's the River of Life, made out of Jesus' blood. It's a river of pain, itself, to be washed away slow...." Suddenly Mrs. Connin lifts the boy up in the air and asks the preacher to pray for the boy's mother. But then, embarrassed, she whispers to the preacher that she suspects the boy has never been baptized, and the preacher commands her to hand the boy to him. "Do you want to be baptized?" he asks him. And when ...
... of the double-decker Bay Bridge? Its rumbling effect was felt far beyond the Bay area, insisting itself into the consciousness of everyone attending the World Series game that day in Oakland or watching it on television. The game went immediately off the air, but inside the stadium, priorities were rearranged in a hurry. In particular, I remember the words of one player about his experience. This was a professional athlete, probably in possession of athletic skills not given to more than one in 10,000 ...
... Perhaps we all have our blind spots. We consider ourselves compassionate people, but we look at the beggar on the street with disgust. We don't think we're racists, but we'll laugh at a joke about an ethnic minority. We speak out against those who pollute the air with their cigarette smoke while we drive around in our SUVs. We get angry with parents who abuse their children while we ignore our own. We know sin when we see it ... unless it's a part of our darkness, and then we do everything we can to protect ...
... just in human consciousness — it is a truth that seems woven into the very fabric of reality, as Huston Smith notes: Thanks to the marvels of microphotography we can now see single nerve cells, and what catches the eye is their dendrites, waving in the air like the tendrils of sea anemones in the hope — so it appears — of touching the dendrites of another cell. When two dendrites do touch, they lock arms and, as a result, their cells stand a better chance of braving life's perils. It is religion ...
... Philip Yancey tells a heartbreaking story about a European immigrant suffering from leukemia who was telling Yancey and some other visitors about her loneliness. The group asked if she had any family. She replied that her only son was trying to get emergency leave from the Air Force in Germany so he could be with her. “And her husband?” they asked. She swallowed hard a few times and then said, “He came to see me just once. I was in the hospital. He brought me my bathrobe and a few things,” she ...
... of Puzzling Tales, the expected was the unexpected, and all the children, moms, dads, grandparents, and even a couple of dogs and a parakeet got cards, while poor Jason got none. (Players pass cards back and forth, throwing them into the air while dancing around.) Narrator: Jason went down the street, borrowed the school cheerleaders’ megaphone, jumped on his unicycle, and rode up and down the street shouting. Jason: (loudly, through megaphone) Whose birthday is it anyway? All Players: (chant softly, and ...
... looking for a baby. But he wouldn’t be a baby now. It all happened so long ago. Leader: I think you should speak with our pastor. Asher: I must find out about the baby. I have all my notes and questions on these papers. (waves papers in the air) I must learn what happened to that baby! Leader: All right. Please calm down. I’m going to send someone to find our pastor right now. Asher: (shouting) No! No! No leaders! The people must tell me — not their leaders. (turns away) Leader: All right. It’s just ...
... ? Frank: An opportunity to enjoy something at its fullest for instance. Like this game. Or an opportunity to step back and take stock in yourself or your situation. See where you are, where you’ve been and where you’re goin! It gives us a chance to clear the air and establish a direction again. We need to do that from time to time. That’s what waiting can do for ya. Bill: Hey, Frank, look out! There’s a foul coming our way! (A ball is lobbed from the congregation, and Bill catches it with a bit of ...
... when I told Elizabeth, we both knew something wonderful was going to happen! Joseph: With the birth of John and now, tonight, our son — you were so right, Mary. Now let me tell you my angel story. Mary: Sit close to me, my love, the night air is cool. How’s our baby? Joseph: (looks at baby) Fine. (pauses) I must admit, I wanted to forget you, Mary — Oh, I loved you but when heard you were pregnant — “Oh no,” I thought, “this is wrong, terribly wrong.” Then this strange “presence” came to ...
... zoo-fests of bad behavior, rightly worried that our children were being influenced to learn “relational aggression.” Perhaps not physical violence but the arts of hurtful gossip, general nastiness, and spiteful meanness, as they are being played out over the air waves. The overwhelming message from these shows: “You will be popular if you are nasty and mean.” Unlike the original soaps, these shows are not modern day morality plays because the “good guy” doesn’t win. The “baddest guy” does ...
... the Ross Sea on the Pacific, transiting via the pole. It was to be a journey of discovery, but one fraught with much danger. On August 9, 1914, Shackleton and his crew left Plymouth, England, bound for Antarctica. The Endurance stopped briefly in Buenos Aires and South Georgia Island before proceeding further south. Some days the ship was unimpeded in its progress, but other days ice was a significant hazard to navigation. By mid-January, the ship had made its furthest southern point as it became encased in ...
... . He was ordained a priest in 1956 and two years later in 1958, after having finished a doctorate in theology, received permission from his religious superiors to return to the Navy as a chaplain. Beginning with his first duty station at Patuxent River Naval Air Station, Jake Laboon served as a Navy chaplain, completing an illustrious career. He traveled far and wide and met many people. Some of his most noteworthy duty stations were a return to his alma mater, the Naval Academy from 1966-1969, chaplain to ...
... allowed only a short stop at the clinic. Five days later the seafarers finally anchored again offshore in a beautiful cove. All on board were still alive. They were sticky from saltwater, smelly from lack of showers, traumatized by the oil-scented un-air-conditioned cabin, weary of food taken from tin cans, wounded by an attack of sand fleas, wrapped in dark or red burnt skin, overcome by the summer Caribbean heat, but alive! They searched for a place to conduct devotions. Someone suggested that they ...
... gone. He was taken by the Japanese to an internment camp in Japan. There he modeled the life of Christ as he ran errands between the American and English prisoners, kept hopes up with his cheerful demeanor, and befriended a Japanese boy stationed at the air base next to the compound who met Jimmy at the fence. He was well treated by the Japanese and the English prisoners, and he was badly treated by the Japanese and the English captors. He confided to the chaplain through tears that he could no longer ...