Love for Others Sermon Illustrations

Love for Others Sermon Illustrations

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A Beautiful Picture

First Corinthians 13:4-8 gives us a beautiful picture of the sanctified or con­secrated life. I am quoting Moffatt's translation as follows—

"Love is very patient, very kind. Love knows no jealousy; love makes no parade, gives itself no airs, is never rude, never selfish, never irritated, never resentful; love is never glad when others go wrong, love is gladdened by goodness, always slow to expose, always eager to believe the best, always hopeful, always patient."—The United Evangelical.

Those who bring sunshine to the lives of others cannot keep it from themselves.—J. M. Barrie.

Help Poor Jim

Two freight trains on the Philadelphia and Erie railroad came into collision. Christian Dean was the faithful engineer on one of the trains. Both he and his fireman were fastened beneath the wreck of the locomotive. Dean was held by one of his legs close by the fire box of the engine. His fireman was nearly buried under the pieces of the wreck. When they were discovered, Dean had managed to reach his tool-box, and was making every effort to get the fireman out. When he saw the men had come to help them, Dean said to them, "Help poor Jim! Never mine me." The fireman was taken out as soon as possible—but unconscious. Then Dean was taken out, and it was found that during the time he had been working to relieve his friend, the fire was burning his own leg to a crisp. He was literally roasted from his knee down, and afterward it had to be cut off. And yet this noble fellow was unmindful of his own suffering in trying to relieve the suffering of his fellow-worker. He was a generous friend indeed.—Gospel Herald.

Give It to Him

A miner worked very hard every day in the mines for a living. The overseer of the mine said to him one day, "Thomas, I've got an easier berth for you, where there is not much hard work, and where you will get better wages. Will you accept it?" Most men would have jumped at such an offer. But what did this noble fellow do? He said to the overseer: "Captain, there's our poor brother Tregony: he has a sickly body, and not able to do hard work as I can. I am afraid his work will shorten his life and then what will his poor family do? Won't you please let him have this easier berth? I can go on working as I have done." The overseer was wonderfully pleased with Thomas's generous spirit. He was a faithful friend.—Gospel Herald.

He Sat Beside Him

A criminal under sentence of death was waiting the day of execution. A minister attended him. All efforts to lead him to repentance seemed unavailing. Going home, he met a man who was known all over the district for his life and good works. The conversation turned upon the criminal. The minister requested the elder to go and see him. He did so, and sitting beside the criminal, he took his hand in his, and said, with much fervor and simplicity, "Wasn't it great love in God to send His Son into the world to die for sinners like you and me?" In a moment, the fountain of the man's heart was broken up and he wept bitter tears, and afterward said, "When the minister spoke to me, it seemed like one standing far above me, but when that good man came in and sat down by my side, and classed himself with me, and said, 'Wasn't it great love in God to send His Son into the world to die for sinners like you and me?' I couldn't stand it any longer."—The Presbyterian.

A Mother Bird's Love—And How Much More!

How little even Christians really understand God's great love for us! Last spring, when they were trimming trees on our street, one day just a little before lunch time the men cut off a limb in which was a bird's nest with four baby birds in it. The little birds were killed in the fall; soon the mother bird came, and she flew over and back again and again, calling, calling, calling in her ef­fort to find her babies. Soon the men sat down on the grass near the tree and ate their lunch, and still that little mother bird kept flying over their heads and calling. Finally something dropped with a thud almost at the feet of one of the men. He stooped and picked it up, and it was that little broken-hearted mother bird dead. Dear Christians, if that is the love and yearning in a little mother bird's heart, how God's great heart must yearn for His lost and straying children! Not only for those who have tasted His love and then wandered, but for the last and least soul on this old earth.—Sunday School Times.


Lord, help me to live from day to day
In such a self-forgetful way
That even when I kneel to pray
My prayers will be for others.

Help me in all the work I do
To ever be sincere and true
And know that all I do for You
Must needs be done for others.

Let "self" be crucified and slain
And buried deep; and all in vain
May efforts be to rise again
Unless to live for others.

And when my work on earth is done,
And my new work in heaven's begun,
May I forget the crown I've won
While thinking still of others.

Others, Lord, yes others!
Let this my motto be,
Help me to live for others,
That I may live like Thee.—C. D. Meigs.


Bishop Thoburn was one of the world's greatest missionaries, and served over fifty years in India and the Far East. But the world does not know so well that his brother stayed at home and worked and saved to send him through school, and to get him ready for his life work. That brother, like Peter's brother Andrew, did not become famous. He stayed back on the farm and made his brother famous, as Andrew helped Peter, who became the great leader. If they could not do great things, they could help others close to them to do them.—Pilgrim Sunday School Quarterly.

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