Fear Sermon Illustrations

Fear Sermon Illustrations

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The Personal Touch

When just a small child I accompanied my father to see his mother, who lived about three miles from our home. We remained longer than we should and night overtook us. Between our home and grandmother's was a swamp and that night the frogs croaking and crickets chirping, together with the darkness and shadows of the trees, frightened me.

I inquired of my father if there were any danger of "something catching us" and he assured me there was no danger. Soon I asked the same question again and received the same answer. But my father saw I was frightened and he took me by the hand and said: "I will not allow anything to harm you." And all my fears passed away and I was ready to face the world; for my father had me by the hand.

How like our Heavenly Father is this. "Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for Thou art with me; Thy rod and Thy staff they comfort me" (Ps. 23:4). The poet says:

"There are days so dark that I seek in vain
For the face of my Friend Divine.
Tho' the darkness hide, He is there to guide
By the touch of His hand on mine.
—There is grace and power in the trying hour
In the touch of His hand on mine." —W. B. Davidson, in The Biblical Echo.

Safe, Though Anxious

Recently we heard of a workman who was employed on some building project where he was working at night. Busy on the edge of the wall, several stories high, he suddenly lost his balance and fell, but managed to grasp the edge of the wall with his fingers. Desperately he clung, hoping that his plight would be discovered. He was in darkness below the level of the wall, and his cries were lost in the chatter of the riveting machines, the puffing of hoisting engines, and the myriad of other sounds arising from such a project.

Soon he felt his arms grow numb, and his fingers begin to relax against every effort of his will to hold them rigid. Frantically he tried to pray, but no miracle occurred. At last his fingers slipped from the wall, and, with a retching sob of sheer terror, he fell — about three inches to a scaffold that had been there in the darkness all the time!

How like a lot of Christians! Thinking their salvation depends on their endurance, and conscious of their weakness, they are fearful, anxious and unhappy most of the time: yet underneath, all the while, are the everlasting arms of a faithful, loving and all-powerful Saviour.—H. O. Van Gilder.

The Doctor's Antidote for Fear

In his book entitled Fear, John Rathbone Oliver quotes a learned doctor who had under his observation and care a patient who was suddenly possessed with fear, and gradually grew worse. One day the physician talked to his patient:

"So far as my experience goes, the people who do not seem to be assailed and poisoned by fear are those who believe and practice the Christian religion. And by the Christian religion I do not mean a religion man-made, or man-given, but the Christian religion as it was established and delivered to twelve eye­witnesses by a Person who was both God and Man. This Person did not merely live in Palestine hundreds of years ago, going about doing good and then disappearing forever to some immeasurably distant heaven, but He is, by means of His own appointment, still present on earth, still walks with men, still has earthly habitations where He may be found, and is more intimately united with those who follow Him now than He ever was during the days of His human life in Galilee. I tell you that people who believe and practice the religion that centers around this Personality seem to have an antidote against fear." Gospel Herald.

The Secret of Fearlessness

Of all the memorials in Westminster Abbey there is not one that gives a nobler thought than that inscribed on the monument to Lord Lawrence —simply his name, with the date of his death, and these words: "He feared man so little, because he feared God so much."—Sunday School Chronicle.

An old railway watchman was testifying for the defense in a suit having to do with a collision between a train and an automobile at the crossing he guarded. He was being cross-examined by the plaintiff's lawyer and appeared ill at ease.

"You kept waving your lantern," his questioner bellowed, "but my client kept approaching despite everything?"

"Yes, sir! Yes, siree!" the old man kept repeating until he was finally told to step down. "What's got you all upset?" the railway's lawyer asked. "You had no reason to be afraid."

"Sez you!" the watchman retorted. "I was afeered he was gonna ask me if I had my lantern lit when I was waving it!"—Townsend National Weekly

An oriental legend tells of the desert traveler, who, one night met Fear and Plague, going to Baghdad where they expected to kill 10,000 persons.

The traveler asked Plague if he would do all the killing and Plague answered, "Oh, no, I shall kill only a few hundred and my friend Fear will kill the others."—R and R Magazine

Don't be afraid of anything;
Through life just freely roam.
The world was made for all of Us,
So make yourself at home.—Lutheran Digest

If a man harbors any sort of fear, it percolates through all his thinking, damages his personality, makes him landlord to a ghost.—Lloyd Douglas, Lutheran Digest

And though this world, with devils filled,
Should threaten to undo us,
We will not fear, for God has willed
His truth to triumph through us.
The prince of darkness grim—
We tremble not for him;
His rage we can endure,
For lo! his doom is sure,
One little word shall fell him.—Luther

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