Conversion Sermon Illustrations

Conversion Sermon Illustrations

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The Forgotten Name

A missionary was traveling on the train and she had a long stopover in Cawnpore. Going into the station she found a woman sadhu crouched on a bench, and soon she began talking to her about God. As the missionary mentioned the name of Christ, the woman looked up happily, and with beaming countenance said, "That's it, that's His name! I had forgotten it! What you are saying is the truth! I know you are right because that's His name! Tell me again, so I won't forget." And then this pitiful soul, transformed and radiating new life from God, began to tell her story. She told of how she was wandering through the jungles, chanting her pray­ers and repeating the name of her god—"Ram! Ram! Ram!—." Suddenly a voice said to her, "Don't worship Ram; worship Christ," and each time she would say "Ram," the same voice would say again, "Don't worship Ram; worship Christ." She came out of the jungle wondering what it all could mean, but in the meantime she had forgotten the name. When the missionary spoke of Christ, it came to her that He is the One to be worshiped. His name is Christ! What a rejoicing, not only in that railroad station, but among the heavenly host in Glory, for this lost sinner brought into the fold!Independent Board Bulletin.

The Queen's Prayer

Many years ago there lived on the Osborne House Estate an old lady, one of the late Queen's pensioners, who had a niece in a business house at Cowes. One day the niece went to her aunt's cottage to tea, and during the afternoon Her Majesty Queen Victoria walked in and remained some time, knitting and chatting with the old lady, and also had tea with them. After tea Her Majesty said, "Now I will read a few verses from the fourteenth of John." Then, looking very kindly at the young girl, she said, "I wonder whether you are a Christian, my dear?" "Oh, yes, your Majesty," replied the girl. "How do you know you are?" asked the Queen. The reply was, "Because I've been christened and confirmed." The Queen made no answer, but gently said, "Now we will have a few words of prayer." Her Majesty then prayed, and in her prayer she said, "Lord, open the eyes of this dear young girl, and show her that without a change of heart she can never become a true Christian; and show her that no outward observances can in any wise save her soul." When the girl related this incident, she remarked, "Well, I have many times sung, 'God save the Queen,' but I never dreamed that I should hear the Queen pray to God to save me." The prayer was abundantly answered about a year afterward when this girl was converted and greatly used as a soul­winner.—The Dawn.

George W. Truett's Conversion

May I take a little leaf out of my own poor life? When I was a young fellow, seeking Jesus, the way was all dark to me. I could not understand how to be saved. Oh, if somebody had sat down beside me when I was a lad, and told me the simple way to be saved, I think I would have walked in it! I remember one day I was alone, and for hours and hours this was my prayer: `Lord, deepen my feeling. Lord, make my eyes to be fountains of tears. Lord, fill me with remorse and misery and condemnation!" I prayed like that, supposing that if I reached a certain point of awful, deplorable remorse and regret and wretchedness of spirit, surely Jesus would then take pity on me. Why, that was not the way for me to come to Jesus. The way for me to come to Jesus was to come to Him, and say: "Lord Jesus, here I am, a sinner, and I cannot save myself. Thou halt taught it, and surely Thou knowest. I have found out in myself and by myself how weak and frail I am, how insufficient I am to save myself. Lord Jesus, Thou doest the saving, Thou sayest it, and Thou sayest: 'Come to me without delay, and I will come to you, and I will save you.' Lord, I turn from every evil way, and I give up to Jesus, that He may save me His way, and I give up right now. Dark or bright, no matter what comes, I will give up to Jesus." Oh, if I had come like that, when an interested boy, I would have found Christ, as I did find Him when my feet were turning into young manhood's morning. I did find him, when quietly one night, sitting in an audience like this, an earnest preacher pleaded that Christ must be given His own way to save the soul; that the soul, needy and helpless and unable to save itself, would make honest surrender to Christ —utter surrender. I sat back there as you sit back there before me now, and I said, "Lord, it is all as dark as it can be. I do not see through it. I am drifting with the current. Lord, save me!" —George W. Truett.

Dr. R. A. Torrey's Conversion

Did you ever hear Dr. R. A. Torrey, the far-famed evangelist, tell what an awful unbeliever he was when he was a young man; how he went to the deepest depths of infidelity and scouted everything—the Bible, Christ, God, heaven, hell, immortality—everything like that? His mother yearned after him, and pleaded, prayed for him. Finally, he said to his mother, "I am tired of it all, and I am going to leave and not bother you anymore, and you will not see me any more!" She followed him to the door, and followed him to the gate, pleading and praying and loving and weeping, and then, she said her final word: "Son, when you come to the darkest hour of all, and everything seems lost and gone, if you will honestly call on your mother's God, you will get help !" Deeper down he went. Finally, in a hotel room, unable to sleep, wearied with his sins, and wearied with his life, he said, "I will get out of this bed, and I will take the gun there and end this farce called human life!" As he got out of his bed to do that awful thing, his mother's words came back to him: "Son, when your darkest hour of all comes, and everything seems lost, call in sincerity on your mother's. God, and you will get help!" And he fell beside his bed, and said, "Oh, God of my mother, if there is such a Being, I want light, and if Thou wilt give it, no matter how, I will follow it." He had light within a few minutes, and hastened back home. Greeting him, his mother exclaimed, "Oh, my boy, I knew you were coming back. You have found the Lord. God has told me so!"—George W. Tru­ett.

Finney's Conversion

"I suppose I need to be prayed for; I am conscious that I am a sinner, but I do not see that it will do any good for you to pray for me."

Charles Grandison Finney was speaking.

"You are continually asking, but you do not receive. You have been praying for the Holy Spirit to descend upon yourselves, and yet complaining of your leanness. You have prayed enough since I have attended these meetings to have prayed the Devil out of this town, if there is any virtue in your prayers. But here you are praying on and complaining still."

Thus Finney reacted when a church member asked him at prayer meeting one week if he did not wish to be prayed for. Yet the sharpness of his reply indicated that the prayers of a few young people were bringing conviction.

Finney was at this time practicing law in Adams, N. Y., and in the course of his work he found it necessary to purchase his first Bible. In the legal works which he had studied the Mosaic Code was frequently referred to as an authority for many of the principles of common law. A close examination of its contents convinced him that it was the Word of God. This constant study of the Bible deepened his convictions until one day he vowed, "I will accept Him today, or I will die in the attempt."

Alone with his Bible he sought seclusion in a nearby piece of woods. There Finney accepted Christ as his Saviour, and he returned to the village with a new heart. Back in the quiet of his law office he knelt to pray, and the Holy Ghost sent such a baptism that at last he cried out, "I shall die if these waves continue to pass over me; Lord, I cannot bear any more."—Sunday School Times

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