Life Sermon Illustrations

Life Sermon Illustrations

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Life—Peaceful and Pure.

There's a Man in the Glory
Whose life is for me.
He's pure and He's holy,
Triumphant and free;

He's wise and He's loving—
Tender is He,
And His Life in the Glory
My Life may be.

There's a Man in the Glory
Whose Life is for me.
His peace is abiding;
Patient is He.

He's joyful and radiant,
Expecting to see
His Life in the Glory
Lived out in me.

(Gal. 2. 20; Col. 3. 3, 4)

Life—Present and Eternal.

So this is life, the world with all its pleasures,
Struggles and tears, a smile, a frown, a sigh,
Friendship so true, and love of kin and neighbor?
Sometimes 'tis hard to live—always, to die!
The world moves on, so rapidly the living
The forms of those who disappear replace,
And each one dreams that he will be enduring—
How soon that one becomes the missing face
In life or death—and life is surely flying,
The crib and coffin carved from the self-same tree
In life or death—and death so soon is coming—
Escape I cannot, there's no place to flee—
But Thou, O God, hast life that is eternal;
That life is mine, a gift through Thy dear Son.
Help me to feel its flush and pulse eternal,
Assurance of the morn when life is done.

Help me to know the value of these hours,
Help me the folly of all waste to see;
Help me to trust the Christ who bore my sorrows,
And this to yield for life or death to Thee.
In all my days be glorified, Lord Jesus,
In all my ways guide me with Thine own eye;
Just when and, as Thou wilt, use me, Lord Jesus,
And then for me 'tis Christ, to live or die.—Will H. Houghton

(Phil. 1.21; 1 Tim. 4. 8)

Life—Present and Future.

The tissues of the life to be
We weave with colors all our own,
And on the fields of destiny
We reap what we have sown.
Still shall the soul around it call
The shadows gathered here,
And painted on the eternal wall,
The past shall reappear.

(1 Tim. 4. 8)

Talking to Titov

Paul Flowers of Memphis, Tennessee, talked thus to Gherman Titov, Russian Cosmonaut: "So you did not see God in outer space? Since you did not see God, you conclude that there is no God . . . rather, 'you believe in man, his strength, his possibilities, his reason.1 Could it be, Comrade Titov, that you looked in the wrong place to find God?   Could it be that you were going too far, too fast?  Could it be that your own myopia, imposed by your teachers, has blinded you to Reality?   Whence man, in whom you believe?  Whence man's strength in which you believe?   Whence man's possibilities, whence his reason? Have you considered the harmony of the spheres, timed with such microfractional precision—by what power, Comrade Titov?—that electronic computers can tell exactly where each was a billion years ago, where each is at this moment, where each will be a billion years hence? Whence this timing?

"But let's bring it all closer to home, away from the macrocosm, to the microcosm. Are you aware of the complex chain of life maintained by natural balance which was, is—and unless man, in his suicidal madness carries it to destruction with his own downfall—forever will be? Have you considered the acumen of the ancients who recognized the indispensable role of the first living thing mentioned in the Genesis account of creation . . . grass? Have you pondered the phenomenon (I avoid the word 'miracle' because it transcends any violation of national law) of photosynthesis . . . how through this yet unexplained process chlorophyll uses the sun's energy to transform carbon and hydrogen and oxygen into sugar and starch . . . how so-called lower forms of life, by this system, use sugar and starch to become provender for so-called higher forms of life, and how all living matter, complex in its natural chemistry, reverts to simpler compounds to be used again, over and over—interminable since the unmarked beginning and toward the unpredictable end—to appear in other living things?

"Has man's 'strength, possibilities, and reason created the electronic computer that can reproduce itself? Has man, with all his 'possibilities, strength and reason,' produced an artificial satellite both permanent and foolproof? Does man, with 'possibilities, strength and reason,' comprehend the harmony of the spheres, admittedly foolproof?

"Have you observed cell division, by which two invisible bits of matter produce the softness of an eye or the hardness of a horn? Have you watched a bee transform nectar into honey, and have you considered that the bees' progeny, through the ages—unless man carries them to destruction with himself—will be doing that unerringly, and distributing pollen for the use of other forms of life, after your newest electronic computer, obsolete before it got off the drawing board, has made its last tragic blunder? Have you considered the complex structure of the unseen atom, a creation man can employ through his 'possibilities, strength and reason,' to bless or burn?

"Comrade Titov, man, with his 'strength, possibilities, and reason,' has yet to improve on, or even explain photosynthesis, the harmony of the spheres, and the balance of nature."

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