Children Sermon Illustrations

Children Sermon Illustrations

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"No, I know he would like that one. You see, he's a policeman."


Life is full of puzzles for children of the modern age. Albert Edward Wiggam tells of a ten-year-old boy who, seeing a horse and buggy ambling down the street, asked his father, "Dad, when you want to make a horse go slower, how do you put him in low?"—The Lookout


She doesn't wink, she doesn't flirt,
She spreads no gossip, tells no dirt,
She has no "line," she plays no tricks,
But give her time—she's only six.


A mountain in Nevada jumped four inches when an atomic blast was set off inside it. This is comparable to the effect of a Cub den meeting in the basement of a nine-room house.—Senator Soaper


In Berchtesgaden, Germany, last March I saw and heard many inspiring and sobering sights (the latter associated with the devastation and diabolical cleverness of the Nazis). But I was reassured when I heard a father tell what a teenager has asked him one bright morning. "Dad (mein papa), what is a hydramatic polecat?" "I give up." "A hydramatic polecat is a shiftless skunk."—Dr. David A. Maclennan, Church Management


The young son of a man whose speech was punctuated with proverbs was playing near the barn at the foot of a hill.

A loose stone rolled down the hillside, struck the barn knocking off a loose board. The lad first surveyed the damage and then the stone, adding this observation, "Sure enough, no moss."


A small boy's overalls are a kind of calendar of the seasons. January, a Brazil nut; February, a valentine; March, a marble; April, a piece of kite string; May, a piece of paper with a few lines of a school piece to be memorized; June, a fish hook; July, a fire-cracker; August, a plum pit; September, a bright red maple leaf; October, a pheasant feather; November, the stub of a jack-o-lantern candle; December, a rabbit's foot.—Frawley Hynes, Columbia


The Blakes' boy, Charles, turned out to be a splendid young fellow, and his dad explains why: "When he was little, he'd always have a tantrum when we refused him something, so we'd let him have it—the tantrum, that is."


Every couple knows how to raise the neighbor's children, so why not have all families swap children?


A 5-year-old rehearsing at home for the school Christmas program sang:

"Hark, the herald angels sing
Glory to the new-born king!
Peace on earth and mercy mild,
God and sitters reconciled."—Delta Kappa Gamma Bulletin


Apt simile: As excited as a boy with a bumble bee in his space helmet.—T. O. White, Champaign-Urbana News Gazette


Little boy: "Was George Washington as honest as they say he was?"
Father: "Yes, of course."
Little boy: "Then why do they dose the banks on his birthday?"—The Lookout


Father: "Why are you always at the bottom of your class?"
Dennis: "It doesn't make any difference. They teach the same thing at both ends."


He'll make his mark, my neighbor said,
Referring to her little son,
I'd judge the lad was way ahead
With handiwork he has begun.
From gouging chairs to smashing glass
One truth emerges grim and stark,
This lad can't wait for time to pass
He has already made his mark!—Viney Wilder


Little Mary was visiting her grandmother in the country. Walking in the garden, Mary chanced to see a peacock, a bird that she had never seen before.

After gazing in silent admiration, she ran into the house and cried out: "Oh, Granny, come and see! One of your chickens is in bloom!"—The Lookout


"Billy, get your little brother's hat out of that mud puddle."

"I can't ma, he's got it strapped too tight under his chin."—Pelican


I was reading a letter from relatives as four-year-old Brad stood by in silence. When I was about half way through, he could contain his curiosity and patience no longer.

"Dad," he entreated, "why don't you read with your mouth?"—M. Dale Baughman


Mother: "Bobby, last night there were two pieces of cake in the pantry and now there is only one. How do you explain that?"

Bobby: "I guess I didn't see the other piece."


A fourth grader asking for books about Jim Bowie, explained: "You know ... that man that died in the alimony."—Library Journal


In Indianapolis there was the little boy who asked his mother if he could start shaving. He said he had watched his daddy and knew the words.—Griff Niblack


A small boy with a penny tightly clutched in his hot little hand entered the toy shop and drove the proprietor to distraction asking to see this and that and everything without ever making up his mind.

"Look here, my boy," said the storekeeper finally, "what do you want to buy for a penny—the whole world with a fence around it?"

The boy thought for a moment and then replied: "Let's see it."

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