Adversity Sermon Illustrations

Adversity Sermon Illustrations

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Uses of

Sweet are the uses of adversity
Which, like the toad, ugly and venomous,
Wears yet a precious jewel in its head.—Shakespeare in As You Like It


Viewing it the right way

It is not raining rain to me,
It's raining daffodils;
In every dimpling drop I see
Wild flowers upon the hills.
A cloud of grey engulfs the day
And overwhelms the town,
It is not raining rain to me—
It's raining roses down.

It is not raining rain to me,
But fields of clover bloom,
Where any buccaneering bee
Can find a home and room;
So a health to him that's happy
And a fig for him that frets—
It is not raining rain to me,
It's raining violets.

So when the cloud is o'er the day
And everything seems wrong,
Just think of what I said to you
And sing this little song;
God's love to me is just the same,
And I must not forget
It is not raining rain to me,
It's raining mignonette.

It is not raining rain to me,
But waterfalls of flowers—
Before my inward sight's a sea
Of green and shady bowers.
The wind and moisture sprays my face
And sings among the trees:
It is not raining rain to me
But hawthorn-scented leas.—Robert Loveman


Wrong Way to view it

The child sits at the window, looking out on the showers and flattening his nose against the pane, as he says:

'O you naughty little raindrops!
How I wish you'd go away,
For you keep me in the schoolroom when I might be out at play.'


'Mid pleasure, plenty, and success,
Freely we take from Him who lends:
We boast the blessing we possess,
Yet scarcely thank the One who sends.

But let affliction pour its smart,
How soon we quail beneath the rod!
With shattered pride, and prostrate heart,
We seek the long forgotten God.—Eliza Cook


As weeds grow fastest in a fat and rank soil, so our corruptions are most likely to grow and thrive, and overrun our souls, when our outward state and condition is most prosperous and successful. Therefore, God's love and care for us constrains Him sometimes to use severe discipline, to prune away our luxuries and to cut short our temporal enjoyments.—Bishop Hopkins

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