Atheism Sermon Illustration

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The Ark the Skeptic Stumbled Over

A choice example of the "knowledge" of the Bible possessed by skeptics has been related. One such skeptic was at a dinner and sat next to a Bible teacher, who engaged him in conversation, and opened to him the subject of faith in Christ. The skeptic said he had once been a reader of the Bible, but that he had grown disgusted with its errors, and no longer had any use for it. The Christian asked to know the definite things that so impressed him, and received the following answer: "When I began to read the Bible, I came across the story of Noah and the ark. I am a lumberman, and it interested me. I began to figure out its dimensions and how many feet of lumber went into it. I was astonished and impressed at its size. But a few days later, I opened the Bible again, and saw that the Levites took the ark on their shoulders and carried it around in the wilderness. Such foolishness made me angry, and I have never looked inside the book again."—Young People's Full Gospel Quarterly

The Modernists' Masquerade

Dr. George B. Foster in his "The Finality of the Christian Religion" says, "An intelligent man who now affirms his faith in miracles can hardly know what intellectual honesty means." Dr. Foster claims that "Jesus did not transcend the limits of the purely human." It was of this book that a Chicago daily wrote: "We are struck also with the hypocrisy and treachery of these attacks on Christianity. This is a free country and a free age, and men can say what they choose about religion, but this is not what we arraign these divinity professors for. Is there no place in which to assail Christianity but a divinity school? Is there no one to write infidel books except the professors of Christian Theology? Is a theological seminary an appropriate place for a general massacre of Christian doc-trines? We are not championing Chris-tianity or infidelity, but only condemning infidels masquerading as men of God and Christian teachers."—Sunday School Times


Remember how Voltaire stood in Paris two hundred years ago and said that it took 12 men to originate the Christian religion but it would take but one to eliminate it, and then he dipped his pen in the ink of hatred of his heart and wrote against God's Book and Christianity. His name is forgotten but we still have the Christian religion here, and on the very spot that he uttered these words is a printing press opened and operated by a Bible society which sends Bibles to every nation in the earth. Some 50 years ago Robert Ingersol wrote on the "Mistakes of Moses." He said, "Twenty-five years after I am dead there will not be a church in the land" Ingersol has gone but the Bible is hare, and churches are still here.—Selected

There No God

There is no God? Then tell me pray
Who started the sun on his golden way,
Who paints the flowers and tints the sky
From a pallette of color of secret dye?

Who is it that tells in early Spring
The flowers to waken, the birds to sing,
The ice to thaw, the river to flow,
And tells sleeping things to rise and grow?

Who is it that set the stars in their course?
Just natural law commingled with force?
Is it that which brings comfort in hours of paid
And soothes a tired body to sleep again?

The sea and the valley, the plains and the hills,
The mighty rivers, the sparkling rills;
The primrose, the holly, the goldenrod—
All of them symbols. Is there no God? —The War Cry

Why Not An Infidel

I once met a thoughtful scholar who told me he had read every book he could which assailed the religion of Jesus Christ, "And," said he, "I should have become an infidel but for three things:

"First, I am a man. I am going somewhere. Tonight I am a day nearer the grave than I was last night. I have read all such books can tell me. They shed not one solitary ray of hope or light upon the darkness. They shall not take away the Guide and leave me stone blind.

"Second, I had a mother. I saw her go down into the dark valley where I am going, and she leaned on an Unseen Arm as calmly as a child goes to sleep on its mother's breast. I know that was not a dream.

"Third, I have three motherless daughters. They have no protection but myself. I would rather kill them than leave them in this sinful world, if you blot out the teachings of the Gospel."—Bishop Whittle, in The Christian Armour

God Is Not Mocked

A notorious infidel had a considerable following in a certain town. He was one of the braggart stamp, and seemed to revel in his outpourings of blasphemy against God. One day, in the height of his folly, he challenged God, if such a Being existed, to fight him in a certain wood.

The day came, and he went defiantly to the wood, stayed a certain time, and returned home again apparently all right, and no doubt jubilant of his seeming success.

But when in the wood there had alighted on his eyelid a tiny midge, which he brushed away, paying no attention to it. At night it swelled up, and blood poisoning setting in, he died.

"The fool bath said in his heart, There is no God." God sent one of His tiniest insects, and the boasting braggart fell before it.

Note.—This remarkable and striking incident is vouched for as strictly accurate. The place and time of its occurrence are known. It is worthy of being pondered over, especially in the fact that a long-suffering God did not strike the blasphemer dead upon the spot, but gave him four days' warning, and space for repentance.—Faithful Word

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