Knowledge Sermon Illustrations

Knowledge Sermon Illustrations

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Sometimes the more one has eaten of the tree of knowledge, the more quickly wither his hopes. The most informed men have seldom been the happiest. John Morley, looking down on the greal library of Lord Acton, described it as the most pathetic sight of wasted labor that ever met the human eye, the most impressive of all testimony to the vanity of life.


Whoever acquires knowledge but does not practice it, is like one who ploughs a field but does not sow it.


Knowledge is a torch of smoky pine that lights the pathway but one step ahead, across a void of mystery and dread.—George Santayana, quoted in Science Digest


Oddly enough, it's the person who knows everything who has the most to learn.—Service for Company Publications


If a man empties his purse into his head, no man can take it away from him An investment in knowledge always pays the best interest.—Benjamin Franklin


'Wear your learning, like your watch, in a private pocket; and do not merely pull it out and strike it; merely to show that you have one."—Phillip D. Stanhope, Earl of Chesterfield


Those who know how to do a thing, says a Chinese proverb, do not find it difficult; those who find a thing to be difficult, do not know how to do it.—Odd Moments


Everybody knows more than anybody.


Knowledge is like money—if you keep quiet about it, people will think you've got more than you have.—"Seasoned with Sage," Partners


It is said that a professor is not smarter than other people; he just has his ignorance better organized.—Edgar Dale, "What Is the Image of Man Tomorrow?", Childhood Education


Strong Son of God, immortal love,
Whom we, that have not seen Thy face,
By faith, and faith alone, embrace,
Believing where we cannot prove.

Thine are these orbs of light and shade;
Thou madest life in man and brute;
Thou madest death; and lo! Thy foot
Is on the skull which Thou host made.

Thou seemest human and divine;
The highest, holiest manhood Thou;
Our wills are ours, we know not how;
Our wills are ours to make them Thine.

Our little systems have their day;
They have their day and cease to be:
They are but broken lights of Thee,
And Thou, O Lord, art more than they.

Let knowledge grow from more to more,
But more of reverence in us dwell;
That mind and soul, according well,
May make one music as before,
But vaster.—Alfred, Lord Tennyson

(Dan. 11. 32; Col. 1. 10; 2 Pet. 3. 18)


Knowledge of the Good Shepherd

Some years ago a great actor was asked at a drawing-room function to recite for the pleasure of his fellow-guests. He consented and asked if there was anything they specially wanted to hear. After a minute's pause an old minister of the Gospel asked for Psalm 23. A strange look came over the actor's face; he paused for a moment, then said, 'I will, on one condition—that after I have recited it, you, my friend, will do the same.'

`I!' said the preacher, in surprise, 'I am not an elocutionist, but, if you wish it, I shall do so.'

Impressively the actor began the Psalm. His voice and intonation were perfect. He held his audience spellbound, and, as he finished, a great burst of applause broke from his guests. As it died away, the old man rose and began to declaim the same Psalm. His voice was not remarkable: his tone was not faultless; but, when he finished, there was not a dry eye in the room.

The actor rose and his voice quivered as he said, 'Ladies and gentlemen, I reached your eyes and ears: he has reached your hearts. The difference is just this: I know the Psalm but he knows the Shepherd.'

(Ps. 23. 1; 2 Tim. 1. 12)


Knowledge—of the Way of Salvation.

The knowledge of how to be saved is far better and more essential than the knowledge of sciences and philosophies. The Telugu people have a proverb that says, 'A washerman is better than a scholar': and everybody will admit that, in certain circumstances, this is true. Telugu school Primers used to contain a story that illustrates this.

On a wide river an old ferryman had been plying his boat for years, taking passengers across for a very modest sum. One day, the story goes, three learned Pandits came to cross, and entered his boat. The clouds were threatening overhead, and gusts of wind were rising, betokening a storm. However, the ferryman undertook to take the three scholars across. As they proceeded, one of them said to the old man, 'Do you know anything about astrology?' The ferryman replied, 'No, master, I have never been to school. I cannot read or write, and from childhood I have been doing this job, rowing great and learned men like you from one side of this great river to the other.' Alas!' said the Pandit, 'a good part of your life has been wasted.' The second pandit next addressed the old man and asked him if he had ever learnt the philosophy of their great religion. Again, the ferryman replied, 'I have just said that I have never been to school and have only been trained to do the work I am now doing.' Alas!' exclaimed the second pandit, 'half of your life has been lost.' The third scholar then asked him if he knew any of the Shastras—Psychology, Biology, etc.—and he was again replying, No! sir, I have never had the opportunity of studying them,' when a fierce gust of wind caught the little boat and a huge wave dashed over it. The boat capsized in the middle of the river, and all four were thrown into the water. As the ferry­man was striking out for the shore after vainly struggling to retrieve his boat and oars, he saw the three pandits struggling in the water, and shouted to them 'Gentlemen, do you know anything about "Swimmology"?' Alas! they did not. 'Then,' he said, 'all your lives will be lost.'

(John 17. 3; Acts 4. 13)

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