... not even a smithereen of control and it was ironic. I thought my renewal plans were all shot. There was no way to concentrate on my reading, which by the way, was a collection of “spiritual devotional classics” and two biographies. There was no way for my will to roar. My powers couldn’t even whisper. Thus came the lesson. We do not seize the Kingdom of God by our effort. The Kingdom of God is bestowed. It is not ours to take, but God’s to give. We are not victims; we need not pretend strength and ...
... The Devil's Ferocity We are to "be vigilant." Now the word vigilant means "to be awake," or "to be alert." In other words, we need to keep up our spiritual radar twenty-four hours a day. We can never let our guard down because Satan "walks about as a roaring lion, seeking whom he may devour." After doing a background study on lions, I think I know why Satan is compared to one. First of all, lions are forceful. Did you know that a lion is fourteen to twenty-one times stronger than a man? (Trust me, if a real ...
... the gospel in “real time.” It is a shelter for an out-of-doors church on a mission in the world. If you want to be the Church. The true church, a house of God, a “field house,” then let me hear you praise! Let me hear you roar! Amen? And all God’s people said . . . .AMEN! *The photo for this sermon is from boredpanda.org. **See Wikipedia among others. Based on the Story Lectionary Major Text The Mountain of the Lord is the House of the God of Jacob (Isaiah 2) Jesus Teaches His Disciples and Many ...
... lion’s whelp carries the true DNA of its majestic Creator. Embrace your inner lion. Look in the mirror and see your true nature as God’s own child! Stand tall and go forth with lion-hearts and lion-boldness in faith and in hope. Lion up! Give a roar for Jesus! [You may want to have people do a “Rooooar” of their own!] Based on the Story Lectionary Major Text Jacob Names Judah (Genesis 49:8-10) God’s Spirit Comes Upon Samson Despite Those Who Would Fell Him (Judges 13-16) Matthew’s Witness to the ...
... further improvement and even of inviting some decent families to live there to benefit Tommy Luck with their presence. Word got around to the outside world of this miracle of change through the pony express riders who would say, "They've a street up there in Roaring Camp that's better than any street in Red Dog. They've got vines and flowers round their cabins, and they wash themselves twice a day ... and they sure worship an Injun baby." A baby - a baby who changed life! Bret Harte's memorable short story ...
... 4) However, God in Christ does not run away from the darkness. God sets up residence right smack in the middle of the darkness. If you have light, then you are not scared or worried about the darkness. Bret Harte, in his classic short story "The Luck of Roaring Camp," tells of the birth of a baby on the American frontier a baby that made a radical change in a rough-and-tumble mining camp. The only woman in the camp, Cherokee Sal, a disreputable woman at best, died in childbirth, leaving a healthy young baby ...
... watch the baby's growth. The miners decided the entrance to the mine was ugly, so they planted a beautiful garden there. These hardened men loved to pet and touch the baby, but their hands were dirty. Soon the general store sold out of soap. Life in Roaring Camp had completely changed because of a baby. These hardened miners had given up their nasty, profane ways -- all for the love of a baby! The good news of Christmas is that in a baby there is life-changing, redemptive power. Isaiah gives this child four ...
... but it would be nice to think that the mine owners no longer required twelve-hour shifts seven days a week, as was common in that era, but allowed the men more time to nurture and care for the baby. What the story does say is that the mine in Roaring Camp which was thought to be stripped clean was suddenly producing gold again, so the baby was named "Luck." Would not God be pleased to see something similar happen after the birth of a baby named Jesus, not just in a family or a town, but throughout the whole ...
... to care for the baby but eventually decided not to. Their logic was this: a nice nurse wouldn''t come to their camp and they didn''t want any more women who weren''t nice hanging around their baby. And so the work of regeneration began in Roaring Camp. The cabin assigned to little "Tommy Luck" as they called him, was kept scrupulously clean and whitewashed. The beautiful rosewood cradle that they purchased for the baby made the rest of the cabin look wretched, so they had to fix up the rest of the furniture ...
... I am upon the Lord; how yielded I must be to Him if His power is going to be perfected in my weakness. The line that I had marked in my devotional reading a few days before had been made powerfully alive by my dream; “Let not your will roar when your power can but whisper.” Now here’s the kicker. A year after that dream, I became the President of Asbury Theological Seminary. I accepted that call kicking and screaming, because I became convinced that it was God’s will for this particular season of my ...
... fear, though the earth be removed, though the mountains move in the midst of the sea." Here's a hymn that celebrates one fact, one foundation on which you can build your life: God is with us. No matter that the earth shakes, and the mountains move, the sea roars, and the nations are in an uproar . . . God is with us. You can build your future on this confidence: God is with us. You can be secure in the relationship with a God who promises to be your refuge and strength. You can move forward with a gratitude ...
... universe, but also its fragility. The wrong virus gets loose, a certain insect appears for which there is no DDT, the big bang, or the black hole. genetic engineering goes awry—we live only a step or two from disaster at the push of a button, then the flash, the roar, the great mushroom cloud, and we are no better off, perhaps a good deal worse, than our ancestors who first told this tale of chaos and creation in 500 B.C. Need we be so dramatic? My own life is but a heartbeat away, a bad report on this ...
... us to stand to prove we were Christians. After that, he invited all who were standing to consider serving as missionaries. "Will you follow Jesus Christ anywhere?" he asked. "Yes!" came the roar of the crowd. "Will you do anything he wants you to do?" A second time, the crowd roared, "Yes!" "Will you go anywhere he asks?" Again the crowd roared, "Yes!" "If that's true," he said, "then I want you all to obey the Great Commission of Jesus Christ. Go into all nations and seek out the unbelievers. Go and tell ...
... to be. Then one day a tiger came into the clearing. He was all tiger, having grown up knowing who he was. He looked into the clearing and spotted the goats. He roared the earth-shaking roar of his species, bounded out and made his kill. The goats fled in terror. But the tiger who had grown up with them stopped. He wanted to stay. The roar from the edge of the forest had stirred some lost memory deep inside of him. He flexed his automatic reflex to the challenge from the forest edge. The tiger at the edge ...
... sends His messenger Moses; God doesn't remain aloof; God now becomes an actual participant in the release of the Hebrew people. God's patience towards Pharaoh has run out. God now comes to strike Egypt's firstborn. The time for persuasion has ended. God now comes with a roar and in haste. As a sign of God's decisive action, the people must prepare their meal in a hurry. The bread is unleavened because there is not enough time to allow it to rise. The lamb is not to be dressed, rather the whole carcass is to ...
... we faced. Blackdamp is the deadly odorless gas of the mines, and it can get you down before you know it’s there. In a corner we found a roll of brattice cloth - treated burlap - and used it to barricade ourselves against possible blackdamp. With the water still roaring past in the tunnel, we made a tent of the brattice cloth and crawled inside. Now we took stock of our food supply. Two lunch pails had been saved. There were a few sandwiches, four or five candy bars and some cake. That wouldn’t last long ...
... And then they saw it: a funnel cloud swaying along the ground like a hungry elephant's trunk sucking up everything in its path. They made a run for it -- the father, the mother and two small children. They lay flat in a nearby ditch. They heard the roar of a freight train, which is the characteristic sound of a tornado. The rain came down in torrents. Small tree limbs rained down upon them. Then they heard a loud crashing noise as if something big was being torn apart. The father dared to raise his head and ...
... you need when your legs have been blown off is to have someone tell you to lift yourself up by your bootstraps. Nor is this text advice to be cheerful in the face of the storm. Sometimes the universe is lined up against us -- the heavens shake, the sea roars and foams. Your little craft is going to go down, and singing a happy song is not much help. This text is not advice to depend on ourselves, think positively, whistle a happy tune or make lemonade. Nor is it a call to cheer up, because the problem is ...
... they all realized the house he was living in was dirty, so they cleaned it. They also had to clean up themselves because they held this baby. They also had to quit fighting and make less noise out in the street so he could sleep. Over a period of time Roaring Camp was completely changed by the birth of this child, and so were those dirty, profane men who lived there. They were changed by a child.1 That is the kind of thing we see taking place in the dirty little town of Bethlehem. Who are they that receive ...
... the point where we can not stop the consequences. In the early years of this century there was a man named Eddie. Eddie was an attorney in Chicago. He gained the nickname "Artful Eddie" for his style and slickness. Artful Eddie was one of the roars of the Roaring Twenties. He worked for the mobster Al Capone, running a dog track. It was Artful Eddie who mastered the simple technique of fixing the race by overfeeding seven dogs and betting on the eighth. Eddie had it all: wealth, status, and style. Then one ...
... and floods in a very secure ship. We may sit there and feel exactly like the hymn verse we used to sing: The storm may roar without meMy heart may low be laidBut God is round about meHow can I be dismayed?(Anna Laetitia Waring, 1820-1910) In the church, ... furtively over our shoulders or shrink from dark corners. In the church, in the nave, our family is safe from the raging flood, the roaring storm, the misery, and the death on the outside. How nice it feels to be inside. How comfortable we all are. How good ...
... Zeboiim? My heart is changed within me, my remorse kindles already. I will not let loose my fury, I will not turn round and destroy Ephraim; for I am God and not a man, the Holy One in your midst; I will not come with threats like a roaring lion. No; when I roar, I who am God, my sons shall come with speed out of the west. (11:8-10) Through the medium of this Old Testament book, the merciful God reminds those of us who have slipped away from him, even those of us who have turned away, that he ...
... veteran of life’s battles facing the specter of death with the courage expressed so well by Dylan Thomas: Do not go gentle into that good night Old age should burn and rave at close of day; Rage, Rage, against the dying of the light. David roared against injustice in his last will and testament. He remembered God’s faithful love for him in all his trials and travails. He looked forward to a day when a new king would come who would shine his love throughout the earth. The world has always delighted ...
... and soon sunk his teeth deep into the raw flesh. His tail began to swing and his claws began to dig into the soft earth. A roar began to swell deep in his throat. He glanced over at the king tiger and he began to realize he was indeed a cool cat. ... makes us discontented with our goathood. The grass never really fills us. We bleat well but we have a suspicion we were made for roaring. Now what happens if a real honest to goodness tiger comes on the scene? One of two things. We can become embarrassed when we ...
... who talked from both sides of their mouths. Pilate paused, looked over the mob that had assembled on the parade ground. All right, he thought. We’ll put it to the test. In a loud voice that all could hear he said, "I find no crime in this man." A roar burst from the mob. Arms were flung high, fists doubled, shaking in protest. Pilate was not oblivious to the subtle smirk on the faces of the priests. Now there could be no doubt. They were out to get him. If he released the man, charged with treason, he’d ...