Cross Sermon Illustrations

Cross Sermon Illustrations

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'Twas I that shed the sacred blood,
I nailed Him to the tree;
I crucified the Christ of God,
I joined the mockery.

Of all that shouting multitude
I feel that I am one;
And in that din of voices rude
I recognize my own.

Around the Cross the throng I see
Mocking the Sufferer's groan;
Yet still my voice, it seems to be
As if I mocked alone. —Selected.

He Saw the Point

A minister was boarding at a certain farmhouse. The farmer was not a Christian, but his wife had been praying for him for some time, and the minister was awaiting his opportunity to make plain to him the meaning of the sacrifice of Calvary. Early one morning, the farmer beckoned to the minister to follow him out to the chicken house. There on one of the nests sat a hen with a brood of chickens peeping out from under her wings.

"Touch her, M. —," the farmer said.

As the minister put his hand on the hen, he found that she was cold.

"Look at that wound in her head," the farmer continued. "A weasel has sucked all the blood from her body, and she never once moved for fear the little beast would get her chickens."

"Oh, --," said he, "that was just like Christ. He endured all that suffering on the Cross. He could have moved and saved His own life, but He wouldn't, because you and I were under His wings. If He had moved, we would have been lost."

The farmer saw the point, and accepted the Lord Jesus Christ as Saviour.—Evangelical Visitor.

Israel Without Blood Sacrifice

"What is it that makes atonement for the soul?" asked a Jewish rabbi's son of his father. "It is the blood," answered the father, quoting Leviticus 17:11. "Then why are there no blood sacrifices in our synagogues?" persisted the boy. The old man had to confess sadly that no sacrifice could be lawfully offered except at Jerusalem. "Then," said his son, "we have no atonement." His father could offer him no help here, for the orthodox Jews have no adequate answer to such an argument. And so began the search for atoning blood which ended for the rabbi's son at the foot of the cross. No wonder that the godly pray with tears that the Temple site might be theirs. It is only by means of an answer to that prayer, so they believe, that the blood sacrifices can be restored, and thus the sins of the people adequately dealt with. But in the meantime, many are led through the mercy of God to see this need fully met by the precious blood of Christ, shed on the cross of Calvary.—Young People's Full Gospel Quarterly.

Christ Does not save men by His life,
Though that was holy, sinless, pure,
Nor even by His tender love,
Though that forever shall endure;
He does not save them by His words,
Though they shall never pass away;
Nor by His vast creative power
That holds the elements in sway;
He does not save them by His works,
Though He was ever doing good—
The awful need was greater still,
It took His death, His cross, His blood!—The Gospel Herald.

A Hero on an Atlantic Liner

A number of years ago an Atlantic liner left Liverpool for the city of New York. During the first part of the voyage nothing eventful happened. After being several days on the stormy ocean, one day the passengers were suddenly interrupted in their musings and conversation by a loud explosion, followed by a heavy escape of steam. Consternation seized hold of most of them, and was clearly depicted on their countenances, while the worst fears were entertained by some.

The first engineer, who was evidently much excited, appeared on deck and explained that one of the main pipes had burst, and that the escape of steam could be stopped only at the risk of the life of him who did it. Having explained the imminent peril to which all on board were exposed, he asked various ones to volunteer. No one, however, appeared to be willing to risk being scalded to death. Again the engineer besought them, but without effect. At last a stoker appeared with a sack on his head and expressed his willingness to make the attempt. Extraordinary interest was manifested as the brave fellow descended the ladder. "Would the stoker succeed in preventing an explosion?" "Would he be able to shut off the steam?" They knew that the danger was great and grave, and if he succeeded in his mission he might sacrifice his own life in endeavoring to save theirs. All ears were strained to listen, and all hearts brat with expectancy. After a lapse of time which seemed long to them, the noise ceased and the escape of steam subsided. The stoker, however, did not emerge from below. "What has become of him?" "Where is he?" "Is he alive?" "Has he escaped?" Such were some of the questions that occupied the minds of the passengers. Ongoing below the searchers found the body of the stoker, but, alas, life was extinct. He had, in fact, been scalded to death. "What a noble fellow!" says one. Yes, indeed, he was a real hero. When the lives of others were endangered he risked his own that they might be saved. He did not positively know, when he undertook to stop the escape of steam, that his own life would be sacrificed in accomplishing it. Yet so it was. The passengers and crew doubtless felt grateful to him who in seeking to save their lives sacrificed his own.

And yet, strange to say, multitudes have not a spark of gratitude to Him who died to save them from a death ten thousand fold worse than that of this courageous stoker! The Lord Jesus saw us, in our low and lost estate, being car­ried resistlessly to everlasting woe. He loved us and longed to deliver us. In Divine grace and compassion He came into this world to seek and to save that which was lost. Every step of the road from Bethlehem to Calvary was well known to Him. He did not merely risk His life. The "Good Shepherd" gave His life for the sheep. "God sent not His Son into the world to condemn the world; but that the world through Him might be saved" (John 3:17).

Through faith in Christ's death for you, you may obtain eternal life and the forgiveness of your numerous and aggravated sins. "He that believeth on Me hath everlasting life" (John 6:47).—Tract.

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