Church Sermon Illustrations

Church Sermon Illustrations

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The following motto is found in Woodland Christian Church, Kansas City, Mo.: "Wake up, sing up, preach up, pray up, pay up, stay up, and never give up, or let up, or back up, or shut up until the cause of Christ in this church and the world is built up!"—Gospel Herald.


"Bones in the Church"

"Last week, Sambo, our minister preached on 'Bones in de Chuch,' an' he stepped on lots of people's toes."

"Bones in de Chuch! Well, what am dey all, boss?"

"Well, now, he names five different kind o' 'bones' they be in the average chuch. He sez as how they be some members what is like the wishbones. They's always awishin' fer better things, but never gets down to work fer them, and pray fer them. These here wishbone members ain't much account. Then they is the jawbone Christians. They does altogether too much talkin'. They is the gossipin' kind what usually makes trouble fer every one. The chuch don't need jawbone Christians. Then they is the funnybone kind, like that there crazy bone in your elbow what is always agettin' hurt. They is the ones who is too touchy; they is always agettin' their feelin's hurt; they is too easily offended. Then they is the drybones; some folks calls them `fossils.' They is orthodox, many of them, but dead as a dodo. They is cold as an ice house."

"Say, Uncle Ezry," interrupted Sambo, "our preacher over at de colored chuch says dat an icebox chuch is O.K. fer dead chickens, but a mighty pooah place for live ones!"

"You're right, Sambo, too many of us chuch members be dead chickens. And of the live ones would warm things up, they'd have to soon throw out the dead ones, cause they'd spoil worse. Well, as I was a sayin', about these bones in the chuch. The last sort he mentioned wuz the backbone kind, and they be the spiritual support of the chuch, and he sez they be all too few of them. It sure were a good sermon."

"He doan mentioned my kind of a bone, boss."

"What kind is that?"

"Seems to be some of us is like the tailbone — always behind. We is behind in our donations, we am behind in our work for de Lawd; in fact, we am pretty slow all de way 'round when it comes to His work."

"Guess you're right at that, Sambo. Let's pray that they will be many more Backbone Christians."—Christian Victory Magazine.


Why Churches Die

The old Baptist deacon from the ranch pointed to the real reason why many churches are dying. He said something like this: "We have been milked and not fed. The preachers expect work and money from us, but they do not feed us the Word of God in return. We need to remember that there are two ends to a cow. She will not give milk unless she is fed. Our churches cannot produce unless they are fed."—Brethren Evangelist.


What Shall It Profit ... If They Gain a Lawn?

Christ was never displeased at any ``unusual methods`` that were taken to bring men to Him. The Rev. Charles Stelzle tells the following: "In the city there is a church directly across from a large public park. On a fine Sunday night during the summer there are at least ten thousand people in the park, and about fifty people inside the church. I said to the pastor, 'Doctor, why don't you get out on your church steps with your young people, and have an outdoor service? You've got a voice strong enough to be heard two blocks away. You can attract the people by the use of the cornet, and then preach to them. You can invite them to an after meeting Inside the church.' The minister was willing, and brought it before the session which was made up of twelve good men. After the question was discussed, it was decided in the negative, because as one of them put it: `We have a lawn in front of our church, and some of the people might come over out of the park onto our grass"'! Sunday School Times.


"The Faithful Few"

In every church, in every clime,
When there's some work to do,
It's very likely to be done
By just the "Faithful Few."

Many folks will help to sing,
And some are glad to talk,
But when it comes to doing things,
A lot of them will balk—

"I can't do this, I can't do that;
Excuse me, please, this time—
I'd be so glad to help you out,
But it's not in my line."

So when the leader looks about
For some who'll help to "do,"
He nearly always has to go
And ask the Faithful Few.

He knows full well they're busy, too,
And always hard at work,
Yet he is sure they'll not refuse,
Nor any duty shirk.

They never stop to make excuse
But always try to do
The very, very best they can
To smooth the way for you.

God bless, I pray, the Faithful Few,
And may their tribe increase!
They must be very precious to
The blessed Prince of Peace.—Chester E. Shuler.


A Child's Feet

While things are pliable is the time to make them permanent. A pastor in Kansas, in a letter to the business department of the Sunday School Times, gives a striking instance of this. "On the front walk leading up to my church one can see the imprint of two baby feet, pointing toward the door. Some mother had set her baby down there when the cement was still fresh. She started him in the right direction. Early impressions are permanent. Start the child right! That was fourteen years ago, and still the impressions on the walk are as if dating from yesterday." How much better to turn the feet of a little child toward the Door that is Christ Himself, than away from that Door.—Sunday School Times.

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