... the spirit of Christ, who is gentle and calls us to gentleness. We handle each person with a kind of gentle care with which we would handle a piece of precious, fragile crystal. We seek to be sensitive to the brittleness of persons, to their high emotional pain threshold. We are firm, seeking never to fall in the ditch ourselves in order to help the sinner; but we are gentle, recognizing that the stakes are high - in fact, eternal. We don’t burst down doors to make our case. We respect privacy and dignity ...
... . An army officer, one of the fifty-two who had been kept hostage for 444 days in Iran, was being interviewed by a news reporter during those days of “privacy” and relaxation at West Point following their release. He was laboring to convey his deepest emotions as he responded to the penetrating and persistent questions of the news reporter. He swallowed. He choked back the tears. No words came. He knew he had to speak. He must express somehow the depths of human suffering and degradation that he and the ...
... those self-with-self experiences that are too sparse in our lives. I was going by plane from Charlotte, North Carolina to Buffalo, New York. Normally, I don’t spend much time gazing out the window, but I was too tired to read, and didn’t have the emotional energy to engage my seatmate in conversation. So, I began to scan the vast terrain below. It was a clear day and even from that jet plane altitude I could catch a clear panorama of the earth below. There were the great chasms gutted by rushing waters ...
... bow, rather than a tool to facilitate growth. It can become a goal that stifles development once we’ve made Studies have shown that highly proficient men, men whose professions require a high level of intellectual achievement, are often out of touch with their emotions, their feelings, and are unable to be sensitive communicate in a deep intimate fashion. It’s true in every area of concern. I’ve known many people proficient in the bible whose spirits were poisoned, and who knew nothing of the mind of ...
... I. NO ONE CAN SOLVE SOMEONE ELSE’S PROBLEMS FOR HIM The first truth is this: no one can solve someone else’s problems for him. No one can solve someone else’s problems for him. I’m talking about personal problems that have to do with our emotions, our wills, our decision—making, not about the problems of living that require the expertise of a mechanic, or a dentist, or a lawyer, or a plumber. I’m talking about the problems that are rooted in the self and our potential——who we are as persons ...
... must become friends to the strangers of our neighborhood, our city, indeed the world. Friends to the strangers, that they might become friends of Christ. The church must be a place of hospitality in which the lonely and broken hearted, the sick and the emotionally strung out, the estranged, those victimized by sin and guilt, find a place of healing, life, forgiveness, strength and hope. We must be forever restless as individuals and as a church until there is not a single stranger left among us. Now I ask ...
... appropriate it personally. Here is the problem. I, and most people I know go through much of life accepting forgiveness on an intellectual level, but never at the heart level and gut level of personal being. We accept the truth with our mind, but not with our emotion, and so we continue unfree, bound by guilt. Somehow, by a miracle of grace and the reception of my whole being, I must accept Jesus’ word “Son, daughter, thy sins be forgiven thee,” (Matt. 9:2 K.J.V.) He breaks the power of cancelled sin ...
... fellows were responsible for five babies. My wife, Jerry, held and cared for one of the babies on the flight from Seoul to Tokyo. I thought I was going to become an adoptive parent before it was over. It was a painful, yet joyful experience. The emotional conflict of it was in the fact that here was a baby, leaving his home country and culture, going to a completely different setting, leaving his natural parents, perhaps, never to see them again. That’s a wrenching thought - that one would never know his ...
... not laugh from time to time I would surely die.” How important it is to learn not to take yourself so seriously and to learn how to laugh. I perform a lot of weddings. It is interesting to watch people go through weddings. It’s a nervous, emotional time… and those with a sense of humor, those who knew how to laugh… fare so much better. Some years ago, I performed a wedding that turned into a disaster because the bride had no sense of humor. She was determined to have “the ultimate, perfect wedding ...
... never speak to either one of them again as long as he lived. His daughter left in tears. The next day, the dad showed up in my office, told me what had happened and then asked me what I would do if I were him. I knew this was highly emotional to him so I measured my words carefully. “I don’t like to give advice,” I said to him, “but you asked me what I would do if I were in your place, so I’ll tell you… you know you could lose your daughter over this and I don ...
... ’s the only way they can communicate. It’s the only way they can survive. And, it’s understandable in a child… but if a child never grows beyond that, if a child never matures, if a child never develops physically, mentally, socially, emotionally and spiritually… it is a heart-breaking tragedy. And the sad truth is that some people do remain “childish” all the days of their life. Childish people are basically selfish and self-centered. They never think of the needs of others. Childish people ...
... him she would not be alive and going through graduation were it not for his saving her life from that fire, fourteen years earlier. Moved by her sincerity and insistence, Lt. Bunch traveled to New York to share Lisa’s happy moment and achievement. It was an emotional reunion for both of them, and when Lisa would introduce her special guest to her family, to her teachers, to her friends and fellow students she would say, “He is the one who is responsible for my being here. He made it possible for me to ...
... about the road that we should follow. All at once I experienced a feeling of being raised above myself. I felt the presence of God – I tell of it just as I was conscious of it – as if His goodness and His power were penetrating me altogether. The throb of emotion was so violent that I could hardly tell my friends to pass on and not wait for me. I sat down on a stone, unable to stand up any longer, and my eyes filled with tears. I thanked God that in the course of my life he had taught me ...
... . There is a difference between the image I have of myself and the image I try to project for other people and that discrepancy is “cognitive dissonance.” Festinger says that the tension that results from this is the cause of much of our physical and emotional suffering. And all of us know that kind of suffering to some degree pretending to be perfect when we are really imperfect; projecting an image of success when deep down we feel like failures. Trying to be innocent when we know we aren’t – when ...
... with are: acrophobia, the fear of high places; claustrophobia, the fear of enclosed spaces; demophobia, the fear of crowds; autophobia, the fear of self or of being alone; mysophobia, the fear of contamination. And there are numerous others which are the source of great emotional problems. I learned a new one recently — gamophobia, the fear of marriage. But back to xenophobia. It’s not a common word, and I can’t remember using it in conversion lately, but it the right word to use in our sermon today ...
... one test of love, and that test is obedience. It was by his obedience that Jesus showed his love of God; and it is by our obedience that we must show our love to Jesus. C.K. Barrett says: ‘John never allowed love to devolve into a sentiment or emotion. Its expression is always moral and is revealed in obedience.’ We know all too well how in life there are those who protest their love in words, and who use the outward actions of love, but who, at the same time, bring pain and heartbreak to those whom ...
... ’s eye (Matthew 7:3—5). The reason judgment must be left to God is that none of us are without sin, so how can we prescribe stones to be cast at other sinners. The second thing that stands out in this story is that according to Jesus, our first emotional response to a person who has made a mistake and/or sinned is concern - pity in the best sense of the word. If we are to break the negative cycle of sin and evil our first effort in relation to the sinner is merciful action for redemption, not punishment ...
... people - that we are friends of Christ. Scripture affirms it over and over again — that God loves us — and that His love reaches out to us, not as we might be if we were better, but that He loves us as we are and where we are. Isaiah uses an emotion-laden image to picture God’s love: “Can a mother forget her own baby and not love the child she bore? Even if a mother should forget her child, I will not forget you.” (Isaiah 49:15 TEV). Jesus pictured that love over and over in symbol and parable the ...
... laugh and weep with those who weep. So now I say it boldly: We are most like God when we have compassion. It is not enough to have pity. Our pity must become compassion. We are most like God when we have compassion. Pity is a feeling, an emotion; compassion is rooted in the same feelings, but goes deep and issues in action. That’s what happened when we gave $22,000 at Christmas for the hungry people in Africa. That’s what happened when our government called for 60 volunteers to go to Ethiopia and got ...
... fear and death, this small band of men that had broke through the line knew the grim truth their attack had failed. For every three men who began the attack, only one came back. The painting, almost as large as life, really draws you into the action emotionally — all the ravages of battle, the noise and the confusion. You can almost smell the smoke of guns and searing flesh – almost hear the bold shouts of courage, the screams of fear and the moans of pain. The suffering and death that is a part of war ...
... have taken this easy route of abortion to deal with what in its best light may be labeled an irresponsible life-style, and which, at its worst and probably in its most truthful description – must be labeled a life of sin. The mental, emotional, and relational suffering that is going to come from this is going to occupy psychiatrists, psychologists, and ministers for years to come. Dr. Ray Sexton, a psychiatrist in our own church, has done studies which reveal this suffering already. In an article based ...
2172. God Moves in Mysterious Ways
John 16:12-15
Illustration
Larry Powell
William Cowper was an English poet and hymn-writer. He had studied law and was admitted to the bar in 1754. Strangely enough, he never practiced. Shy and gentle by nature, he was not emotionally equipped to deal with the stress and strain associated with the profession. He suffered intense fits of melancholy and spiritual despair. It is told that one evening he summoned a London cabby and directed him to drive to the Thames River. A heavy fog blanketed the city and for more ...
... the road of life, but there is a particular concern that really is pulling at my heart strings - the attentiveness that older parents need. One of the saddest experiences I have as a pastor is visiting in nursing, retirement, and convalescent homes. Persons wasting away emotionally as shriveled in spirit as they are in body in setting like that because of lack of attention from those who should love them most. To honor our parents means to be attentive to them. How they need to attention as they grow older ...
... during this past year. In the midst of the darkness, we cry out – we ask why? We become frustrated because we don’t seem able to do anything about the situation. We often want to stand afar off from God – we cry helplessly at unleashing emotional anger, we tremble, and usually feel that we have to tread this darkness alone. The witness is that in that darkness, God But I want to look at this darkness from another perspective - what spiritual writers through the ages have called “the dark night of ...
... face telling the grief which consumed him. With a motion of his hand, he pointed out the bedroom I went in. The blinds were closed. I could vaguely distinguish the form of a woman lying fully clothed on the bed. Her eyes were closed and her face expressed no emotion. I leaned over and took her hand, but she made no movement. I mumbled a few words of sympathy and sat down beside the bed. “I remained there without a word, immobile as she, and the phrase kept tumbling over in my mind, ‘I am here to bring ...