Example Sermon Illustrations

Example Sermon Illustrations

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"Real Christians"

In her book ,"Floods on Dry Ground," Eva Stuart Watt describes missionary work in the Belgian Congo, and says, '`Even among the enemies of the Gospel there was growing a secret admiration for those whose lives were out and out for God. The term, `Bakristu ya kweli,' was often heard on heathen lips. It means, 'real Christians.' Far and wide they were known as men of truth, and men whose prayers got answered. One day the paramount chief had a big court case in which a Christian was charged with hiding a Mabudu prisoner. At the tribunal, the chief said to the accused, `Tell me, did you hide that man?' `No, Chief, I didn't.' Then, turning to his soldiers, he said, 'You liars, the lot of you! This man is a Bakristu ya kweli! He couldn't tell a lie.'"—Sunday School Times.

The Educated Man and the Coal Driver

Christian man, is your religion genuine? There was once a man in my congregation who could talk eloquently, and seemed to know the Bible from Genesis to Revelation. He could quote the poets, and a stranger would be charmed by his eloquent utterances. And yet when he had talked in a prayer meeting the life of the meeting had gone. All knew that in his life there was something unsavory, that he would drink before the bar with worldly friends, and that he was not as honest as he might be. His good grammar and fluent utterances did not make amends for the weakness of his character.

There was another man in that congregation who would sometimes come to prayer-meeting with a circle of coal dust around his hair. He was a coal cart driver, and he was now and then so hurried to get to prayer-meeting that he did not make his toilet with as much care as he ought. But the people learned ever to listen when he talked. And why? Because they knew that he lived every day for God. He would pick up a tramp on the road, give him a ride on his cart, that he might talk to him about Jesus. His religion was real. I would rather have good religion in bad grammar than bad religion in good grammar. A. J. Gordon.

The World's Bible

Christ has no hands but our hands
To do His work today;
He has no feet but our feet
To lead men in His way;
He has no tongues but our tongues
To tell men how He died;
He has no help but our help
To bring them to His side.

We are the only Bible
The careless world will read;
We are the sinner's gospel,
We are the scoffer's creed;
We are the Lord's last message,
Given in deed and word;
What if the type is crooked?
What if the print is blurred?
What if our hands are busy
With other work than His?
What if our feet are walking
Where sin's allurement is?
What if our tongues are speaking
Of things His lips would spurn?
How can we hope to help Him
And hasten His return?—Annie Johnson Flint.

Old-Fashioned Things

There are some good, old-fashioned things
To which my heart in fondness clings;
Old-fashioned help in time of need
That's better far than modern greed;
Old-fashioned kindness, peace and love
That helps us on to Heav'n above;
Old-fashioned smiles and friendship warm
That help us brave life's sea and storm.

Old-fashioned greetings on the street
And shaking hands with friends we meet;
Old-fashioned honesty and truth
Among the aged and the youth;
Old-fashioned promises so stout
Until there is no room for doubt;
Old-fashioned praying in the home
And grace that keeps us as we roam.

Old-fashioned sermons filled with grace
And glory in the preacher's face;
Old-fashioned testifyings, too,
From "Amen Corners" and the pew;
Old-fashioned parents, pure of soul,
With children under good control;
Old-fashioned teachers in the school
With knowledge sound and grit to rule.

Old-fashioned manliness of heart,
Old-fashioned decency in art;
Old-fashioned books and songs inspired
That God approved and saints admired;
Old-fashioned living for the right
And truly walking in the light;
Old-fashioned praying for the lost
And winning souls at any cost. —Walter E. Isenhour in The Herald of Light and Zion's Watchman.

Face The "If"

A woman once said to me, "If my family were not what they are! My husband is so against anything that is truly Christian; my children would all make sport of me if I attempted anything in the way of peculiar devotion to God. Oh, if you knew the circumstances!" With an impulse that I was glad of afterward, I said to her, "Never mind your husband; never mind your children; take God for your circumstances, and put Him between you and your husband; put God in between you and your children." She caught the idea, and exclaimed, "I will do it."

"Next morning," she afterward told me, "when I went down to breakfast, there was my husband—and he almost always found fault at breakfast about something. I looked at him and thought, 'It does not make any difference what he says, I have God between him and me.'"

That woman lived to be a power in her family, and when I heard last, nearly every child (there was a large family) was converted. Do not be thinking of your "if." Make a power out of your "if" for God.

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