Humility Sermon Illustrations

Humility Sermon Illustrations

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The Humility of True Greatness

A party of English tourists visited the house where Beethoven, the great composer, had spent the last years of his life, The caretaker (who was something of a hero worshiper) led them at length into a certain room, and, reverently lifting the cover, said, "And this was Beethoven's piano." A young lady of the party at once took possession of the music stool and began to play one of Beethoven's sonatas. The custodian stood by, stern and silent. At last the young lady swung round on her stool, and said, "I suppose a great many people who come here like to play on Beethoven's piano?" "Well, Miss, Paderewski was here last summer, and some of his friends wanted him to play, but he said, `No, I am not worthy.'"—Sunday School Chronicle.

Think Little of Yourself

Suffer a fellow pilgrim and fellow lalorer, who has known a little of Shechem's trouble and Bethel's joy, to leave you one result of his brief experience. Distrust yourself, your plans, your efforts, and your successes; habitually think little of yourself before God; and above all things, avoid listening to the need of praise which even your fellow Christians will pour into your ears. And if you fail in this, better, far better, relinquish the service which is accompanied with apparent external successes, than carry about a soul dwarfed in its affection and communings, and which has exchanged to its immense loss in time, a low place before God for a high one before men. To the Christian "vox populi" is never "vox Dei."—The Witness (London).

Lower Yet

I used to think that God's gifts were on shelves one above the other; and that the taller we grew in Christian character the easier we could reach them. I now find that God's gifts are on shelves one beneath the other; and that it is not a question of growing taller but of stooping lower; and that we have to go down, always down, to get His best gifts.—F. B. Meyer, in Alliance Weekly.

A Good Blocking Back

It was one of those bad nights. The team had lost that day. Coach Tuss McLaughry, in the privacy of his home, was indulging in an old and familiar lament. "What I need is a good blocking back," he muttered. "If I'd had one we could have saved that game." The youngster, ready for bed, looked up at his father gravely. "When I grow up, I'll be a blocking back, Pop," he said. Then, as it seemed essential to know, he asked, "What is a blocking back, Pop?" Tuss grinned at the youngster, but there was still a trace of grimness behind the grin. "He's the fellow," he said, "who does the job and lets somebody else get the glory. Nov, run along to bed." Fifteen years later John McLaughry is captain of the Brown Varsity team, and one of the best blocking backs. He seldom makes a touchdown—but he sets the stage for every one of them. "Never mind the glory."This Week Magazine.

The Lowly Spirit

Every missionary should cultivate a lowly spirit. It will prevent pride and thoughts of self in prosperity, as well as discouragement when there is little visible result of his labor. No one is so much in need of a lowly spirit as servants of the Lord. It is one of the first and last qualifications for service.

It is related of Francis Xavier, that as he was preaching in one of the cities of Japan, a man went up to him as if he had something to say to him privately. Xavier leaned his head near to hear what he had to say, and the scorner spit upon the face of the devoted missionary. Xavier, without a word or the least sign of annoyance, took out his pocket handkerchief, wiped his face and went on with his important message as if nothing had happened. The scorn of the audience was turned to admiration. "The most learned doctor of the city, who happened to be present, said to himself that a law which taught men such virtue, inspired them with such courage, and gave them such complete mastery over themselves, could not but be from God. Afterwards he desired baptism, and his example was followed by others. So effectually did the meekness of the missionary promote the success of the work."

"Learn of Me"; Jesus said, "for I ain meek and lowly in heart."

"Though the Lord be high, yet bath He respect unto the lowly," and "He giveth grace unto the lowly."

Dear coworkers, let Christ be your Example, love your motive, and humility your covering.—D. B. Rote.

Dr. Meyer's Humility

The last letter that I received from him (Dr. F. B. Meyer) was written March 9, 1929, in his own hand, just a few weeks before the end of his earthly life. It is thoroughly characteristic of him: "I am now eighty-two and in a nursing-home but hope to be out again in two or three weeks. I want to tell you what the Spirit of God has been showing me lately: that I have acquired a reputation for sanctity from the facility with which I have discussed on the inner secrets of life hidden with God. I see how easily this may grow upon me. I haven't said this to anyone, I have only just caught sight of it. But it makes one want to creep into Heaven unnoticed. Believe in my love. Let us have a hundred years' quiet talk beneath `the Trees of Healing.'" How humble and sincere was this saint of God up to the very end!— A. T. Robertson, in From the Bible Today.

New Testament Subtraction

Recently we heard Lucky Baldwin pray. His real name is Christopher Balfe. He is a redeemed sinner whose rough life has been saved and is being used of God in prison work. What a contrast to the religious attitude of the worldly wise was Lucky's prayer: "O Lord, I was nothin' and I am nothin', and nothin' from nothin' leaves nothin'. So Christ is everything."—Courtesy Moody Monthly.

The Sexton's Diagnosis

James McDougall, a young Scotchman, a candidate for the ministry, was on his way to the pulpit to preach his trial sermon. James had worked hard on that sermon, and he felt that it was a good one. He knew he had a good voice, and he was confident of making an excellent impression. As he walked up the aisle and mounted the high pulpit steps, the pride in his face and walk was evident to everybody in the church. Old Robin Malair, the sexton, shook his grizzled head, "I hae me doots o' yon laddie," he said to himself. James McDougall made a miserable failure in the pulpit that day. And when his wretchedly delivered sermon was done he walked slowly down the pulpit steps, head bowed and heart humbled. "Ay, laddie," mused old Robin, "if ye had gone up as ye came doon, ye'd hae come doon as ye went up!"The Evangelical Christian.

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