Choosing Sermon Illustrations

Choosing Sermon Illustrations

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Letting Them Know Which Side

When General Lee was coming up the Chambersburg Road to Gettysburg, "Gettysburg Hannah" (as she was called) grabbed her poker and started down the road to meet the enemy. Nothing happened. Lee came right on, and the decisive battle was fought. After the war was over, they were having a quilting party in one of the Gettysburg homes and Hannah was there. The other woman were having some fun with Hannah. Said Mrs. Bomberger, "Hannah, what in the world did you expect to do with that old poker against that great Southern army?" “Vell," said Hannah in her rich Pennsylvania Dutch (if I can spell it right) , "I no expect to do nodings yet a ready, but I left 'em know what side I vas on, ain't it!"—Sunday School Times.

Life's Supreme Moment

A whole destiny depends upon a single choice. In the Alpine mountains of Switzerland there is a spot where you may throw a chip in one direction and it will roll on by way of the Danube to the Black Sea. Throw it in another direction and it will travel down the Rhine to the North Sea. Cast it in yet another direction and it will go by way of the Rhone into the Mediterranean. Although these three seas are so far apart, and the three chips thrown from the same point have such widely separated destinations, the ultimate destiny of each chip is determined, in the first instance, by the direction in which it is cast.

It is the same with life. One day Peter, James and John decided to throw in their lot on the side of Jesus. A young society star, too, heard the call of Christ. And with what diverse consequences! The first three found life more abundant. The other is lost to history. T. Howard Crago.

Decision, The Open Door to Power

George Bowen, missionary to Bombay, is famed for his life of self-sacrificing love for Christ. For many years he was a skeptic. Utterly wearied with the contention of his thoughts, which like phosphoresence in the wood fascinated him, but gave no light for his path, he once exclaimed: "O God—if there is a God who notices the desires of men—I only wish that Thou wouldst make known to me Thy holy will. I will do it at any cost." From that moment his skepticism ceased.

It was the illuminating rays of God's sunrise touching the highest peak of his soul, his volition, and soon filled all the landscape of his being with light.—James M. Ludlow.

Christ's Choice for Me: Catherine S. Mozley

"So are My ways higher than your ways, and My thoughts than your thoughts" (Isaiah 55:9).

I would have chosen a sunlit path,
All strewn with roses fair,
With never a cloud to darken my way,
Nor a shade of anxious care.
But He chose for me a better way—
Not sunshine or roses sweet,
But clouds o'erhead and thorns below,
That cut and hurt my feet.
I have deep joys of another kind,
My Rose of Sharon is He:
And as for sunshine—His lovely face
Is perfect sunshine to me.

'Tis far, far better to let Him choose
The way that we should take.
If only we thus leave our life with Him,
He will guide us without mistake.
We in our blindness, would never choose
A pathway dark and rough,
And so we should never find in Him
"The God who is enough."
In disappointment, trouble, and pain,
We turn to the changeless One,
And prove how faithful, loving, and wise
Is God's beloved Son.The Olive Branch.

The Stone Inside

I was talking to a little group of boys and girls in a Sunday school in San Francisco. "How sad to know, each time you say 'No' to the Lord Jesus, your heart gets a little harder, and if you keep on saying `No,' the heart gets harder and harder until by-and-by God calls it a heart of stone, and you persist in spurning His grace, and you will therefore die in your sins." So I was pleading with those boys and girls to give their hearts to Jesus in their early days. There was one dear little tot there, only five years old. Her mother brought her to Sunday school and then took her home. The little one was thinking of her own dear father who never went to hear the Word of God. When she got to the house she darted into her father's arms, and said, "Daddy, Daddy, feel your heart! Is it getting like stone?" He said, "What are you talking about?" She said, "Well, the man at Sunday school said if you say `No' to Jesus you are going to get a stone inside. Oh, Daddy, I hope you haven't, for if you have, you can't be saved." The father said angrily to the mother, "What have they been telling this child, anyway?" Then the mother explained a little more fully, and when he saw the tears in his wife's eyes and felt the arms of his little girl about his neck, and heard her saying, "Oh, Daddy, don't go on saying `No' to Jesus," he looked up and said, "Well, I think I had better settle this thing, and he got down on his knees and yielded his life to Christ. "Addresses on the Gospel of John," by H. A. Ironside.

No Time For Delay

An earnest preacher received a great surprise as he stood before his audience engaged in the delivery of a glowing message, as related by Richard Weaver. "On one occasion my son was speaking on a platform about those olden time Jews demanding that Barabbas should be released to them and Christ crucified. Standing forth he declaimed: `Christ or Barabbas! Christ or Barabbas! Choose ye this day whom ye will have!' He did not expect an immediate response, but much to his surprise a young man in the center of the hall jumped up and enthusiastically cried out: 'Christ for me! Christ for me!' That was settling the question of salvation for eternity at once. The candidate saw, by the light and teaching of the Word and the Spirit, that there was no time for delay, and nothing to be gained by procrastination. Are there not all too many unsaved people around us with whom it would be well for them to decide just now, with all the earnestness that that young man did: `Christ for me! Christ for me!"'—The Illustrator.

By choosing the easy way for ourselves, we make the way harder for others.—Selected.

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