Faithfulness Sermon Illustrations

Faithfulness Sermon Illustrations

[1] [2] [3] [4] [5]


I heard some time ago of a young Scotch student in a university, who was rooming with an old Christian auntie who read her Bible and believed it. One day the student came home and said to her, "Auntie, you know that verse in Hebrews that you so often quote: `I will never leave thee, nor forsake thee.' Well, I have found out today that there are five negatives in the Greek there in that verse, and it reads like this: `I will never, never, never, never, never leave thee.' " "Oh," said the old lady, "one of them is good enough for me, laddie." Because he hath said, "I will never leave thee," we may boldly say, "I will not fear."—The Moody Church News.

Dr. Lambie's Decision

Dr. Thomas Lambie of the Sudan Interior Mission was in America in 1917, and his brother-in-law urged him to stay. He had toiled and endured enough. If he would join him in his large medical practice, in a few years this could be turned over to him for the rest of his days, an ample and attractive living. Later Dr. Lambie attended a missionary conference. The meetings were uninspiring and he was tired. "Either I dozed off and had a dream, or I actually had a waking vision,—I have never known which. But this I saw vividly in that midnight hour: a map of northeastern Africa, and from the center of which came a hand and an arm. It was stretched out toward me, pleading, beckoning,—a hideous leper hand. What! Must I clasp that hand in mine? I sought to evade it, but, compelled by some power beyond my comprehending, at last I reluctantly took it in mine. To my intense surprise I found it was not the hand of a leper but the hand of Christ, the beautiful hand of my Saviour—the imprint of nails in the palm." That settled it. Dr. Lambie returned to Africa.—Sunday School Times.

"Faithful Unto Death"

Several years ago, when a railway train was approaching the city of Montreal, the engineer saw a large dog on the track, barking furiously. The whistle was blown, but still the dog stayed on the track. Just as the engine came upon him, he crouched down and extended himself across the track, where he was struck by the locomotive and killed. The engineer, looking toward the front of his engine, saw a piece of white cloth fluttering in the wind. He discovered that it was part of a child's dress. After backing the train he found not only the mangled body of the dog, but also the body of a little child. The child had evidently wandered along the track and had fallen asleep there, while her faithful companion, seeing the train approaching, had done his best to save her. Failing, he had covered her with his own body and died with her. He had been "faithful unto death."—The King's Business.

Modern Martyrs

Boxers, says Dr. D. J. Fleming, captured a mission school, blocked all gates but one, placed a cross in front of it, and sent in word that anyone who trampled on that cross went free, but that anyone who stepped around it would be immediately killed. The first seven students trampled on the cross, and went free. The eighth, a girl, knelt before the cross, rose, and went on to be shot. All the rest in a line of a hundred students followed her example. Thirty thousand such Chinese converts chose death in 1900 rather than deny their Master. In these present days many another Chinese has sealed his faith with his life blood. A thousand black converts in Uganda went to their deaths by fire. Can Christians deny their Christ to folk who, when they find Him, hold Him dearer than life?Forward.

Here I stand

I suppose I am something like Mr. Cecil when he was a boy. His father once told him to wait in a gateway till he came back, and the father being very busy went about the city, and amid his numerous cases and engagements, forgot the boy. Night came on and at last, when the father reached home, there was a great inquiry as to where Richard was. The father said, "Dear me! I left him in the morning standing under such and such a gateway, and I told him to stay there till I came for him. I should not wonder but that he is there now." So they went, and there they found him. Such an example of simple childish faithfulness is no disgrace to emulate.—Gospel Herald.

The Power of a Christian Life

A revival meeting was being held in a village church. Many had been saved during the meetings. At the end of the sermon one night, the preacher said, "Is the person here who most influenced you in becoming a Christian? Maybe it is your mother, your pastor, your Sunday school teacher, your neighbor. I wish you would now rise and go and shake hands with the one who most influenced you to accept Christ as your Saviour. A glorious scene followed! Pupils went to their Sunday school teachers. Some went to the Sunday school superintendent. Some went to the pastor. To the left of the preacher sat an aged woman, wearing a sunbonnet. She had never spoken in public. She was not a Sunday school teacher. She was not an officer in the church. She was only a faithful, consecrated Christian mother and wife. She was more than seventy-five years old. A long line went to where she sat. Some took her by the hand. Some placed their arms about her. They said, "Your quiet, faithful, consecrated life; your personal work and testimony for Christ, when we were in your home, led us to Christ, the Saviour!" It was the beautiful, holy life which the Christian woman had led throughout the years that had won so many to the Saviour.—Gospel Herald.

Jesus, I My Cross Have Taken

When after an absence of two years from America, I returned to spend a month with my church in Chicago, I found that a young Jewish woman, a very brilliant woman in the work she had to do, had been converted during my absence. Her conversion was very genuine. She was full of love to Christ as Jews generally are when they are converted. She went to the place where she worked, a well-known house in Chicago, and commenced talking of Christ to the other employees. Some of them did not like it, and they went to the head of the firm and said, "Miss — is constantly talking to us about Christ. We don't like it." The manager of the firm called her in and said, "We have no objection to Christianity, no objection to your being a Christian. We think it is a good thing, but you must not talk about it in this establishment."

"Very well," she said, "I will not work in a place where I cannot take Christ with me, and talk for my Master." She had a family to support, an aged mother and other members of the family, and did not know where she was going—just converted from Judaism to Christianity. But she would not give up her loyalty to her new Master. "Very well," they said, "you will have to lose your position." She said, "I will give up my position before I will be disloyal to Jesus Christ." They said, "Very well, go back to your work." She went back to her work expecting every day to receive her dismissal. At the end of the week, she received a letter from the manager. "Here is my discharge," she said as she tore it open. The head of the establishment said, "We have a place of greater responsibility than the one you now occupy and with a larger salary than you are getting. We think you are just the person for the place, and we offer it to you." They saw she could be trusted. Business men are looking for men and women whom they can trust.—R. A. Torrey.

[1] [2] [3] [4] [5]

| More