courage Sermon illustrations

Courage Sermon Illustrations

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Staunch old Admiral Farragut of the American navy (born 1801, died 1870) —he of the true heart and the iron will—said to another officer of the navy, "Dupont, do you know why you didn't get into Charleston with your ironclads." "Oh, it was because the channel was so crooked." "No, Dupont, it was not that." "Well, the rebel fire was perfectly horrible." "Yes, but it wasn't that." "What was it, then?" "It was because you didn't believe you could get in." That is just the trouble with our work in winning men and building up Christ's kingdom. We don't believe we can succeed. And, of course, often we fail.—S. S. Illustrator.

True courage is not moved by breath of words:
While the rash bravery of boiling blood,
Impetuous, knows no settled principle.

(Acts 4. 18-20; 5. 28, 29)

Fear to do base, unworthy things, is valor;
If they be done to us, to suffer them
Is valor too.—Ben Jonson

True bravery never seeks the laurel-crown,
Her fame extends into a higher sphere,
Her praise is sounded through eternity!
He, who, when plodding on life's thorny path
As oft as care or want his way oppose,
Doth overcome these obstacles to rise again
And still march on, is truly brave.—Samuel M. Zwemer

AUNT ETHEL—"Well, Beatrice, were you very brave at the dentist's?"

BEATRICE—"Yes, auntie, I was."

AUNT ETHEL—"Then, there's the half crown I promised you. And now tell me what he did to you."

BEATRICE—"He pulled out two of Willie's teeth!"—Punch.

He was the small son of a bishop, and his mother was teaching him the meaning of courage.

"Supposing," she said, "there were twelve boys in one bedroom, and eleven got into bed at once, while the other knelt down to say his prayers, that boy would show true courage."

"Oh!" said the young hopeful. "I know something that would be more courageous than that! Supposing there were twelve bishops in one bedroom, and one got into bed without saying his prayers!"

Courage, the highest gift, that scorns to bend
To mean devices for a sordid end.
Courage—an independent spark from Heaven's bright throne,
By which the soul stands raised, triumphant, high, alone.
Great in itself, not praises of the crowd,
Above all vice, it stoops not to be proud.
Courage, the mighty attribute of powers above,
By which those great in war, are great in love.
The spring of all brave acts is seated here,
As falsehoods draw their sordid birth from fear.—Farquhar.

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