Resurrection Sermon Illustrations

Resurrection Sermon Illustrations

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Lasting Longer than the Cross

In walking through the Continental section of our great picture galleries, how rarely do we see a picture of the risen, radiant Son of God. On One occasion Michelangelo turned upon his fellow artists in a spirit of great indignation and said: "Why do you keep filling gallery after gallery with endless pictures of the one ever-reiterated theme, of Christ in weakness, Christ upon the cross, Christ dying, most of all Christ hanging dead? Why do you concentrate upon that passing episode, as if that were the last word and the final scene, as if the curtain dropped upon that hour of disaster and defeat? At worst, that only lasted a few hours. But to the end of unending eternity, Christ is alive: Christ rules and reigns and triumphs." Romanists and Anglo-Catholics need a similar rebuke in our own day. In revealing Himself to John on the Isle of Patmos, our glorified and exalted Lord said: "Fear not; I am the first and the last: I am he that liveth, and was dead; and, behold, I am alive forevermore."—Sunday School Times.


The Christian Doctor's Message

The doctor was a strong, sunny nature who carried good cheer into his patients' homes and still had enough for the frail little wife who needed all the vigor of his personality to sustain her. When the doctor suddenly passed away friends said, "It will kill her!" But the life of faith in God that they two had shared together did not fail her. By the doorway of the living room she fastened the card that he had sometimes left, in short absences, on his office door: GONE Out—BACK Soon. Those who came with consolation went away, themselves consoled by that brief message.—Condensed from the Youth's Companion. "He Will Yet Deliver Us" (II Cor. 1:10)

Beneath Westminster Abbey is an old crypt which for centuries was used as the burial place of the early kings. It is related that one day, some years ago, a visitor who had wandered into this vault was locked in. He did not notice as the doors swung together. The janitors were busy, and no one heard the muffled voice which began to cry from the crypt, or the muffled blows which began to beat upon its oaken door. The afternoon passed away. What that imprisoned man suffered as it gradually grew upon him that he was buried alive, who can know?

At the usual hour the janitor made his evening round before closing the building for the night. The entombed man heard him as his footsteps came near, then retreated, came near again then, finally receding, grew fainter and fainter, and died away at length in the distance. What imagination can conceive his agony! He redoubled his cries. He dashed his body wildly against the solid door. In vain.

Now he thought he heard the distant entrance doors creak on their hinges, and the key pushed into the great iron lock. In a moment more the vast tomb would be closed for the night. Fortunately, before turning the key, the janitor paused a moment and listened. He thought he heard dull blows faint and far away—a sound as of stifled, agonizing cries. He listened more intently. A horrible thought suggested itself to his mind: "Someone is locked into the crypt." He hastened to the place, threw open the heavy oaken door, and held his lantern op to see. The buried man had fallen senseless upon the stone floor. He was rescued just in time to save his reason.

Were it not for the resurrection of Jesus Christ, we had all been like that Poor imprisoned man, helplessly and hopelessly beating our wounded fists and raising our hopeless cries against the bolted door of the living tomb.—Watchword and Truth.


More Beyond

If the grave had ended all with the Lord Jesus, there would be utterly nothing beyond death for the children of God. Before Columbus discovered the New World, the coat of arms of Spain bore the motto: "Ne Plus Ultra," which means, "There is nothing beyond." The three-mile limit of their shore line was the limit of their utmost horizon and furthest possibilities. But Columbus envisioned undiscovered world's beyond, and braved the terrors of the then unknown and uncharted sea. With his discoveries, the "Ne" was dropped from the Spanish coat of arms, leaving the "Plus Ultra"—'There Is More Beyond!"

Before the Lord Jesus Christ came into the world and brought life and immortality to light, the grave was the utmost limit of all human hopes and expectations. "Ne Plus Ultra" was the motto of human kind, until Jesus divested death of its sting and turned the radiance of an endless life upon the valley of the shadow of death, so that now there shines from the portals of death the hope-inspiring words: "Plus Ultra"—"THERE IS MORE BEYOND!" How much more, only the unfolding ions of an immeasurable eternity can bring before our wondering eyes: "Eye hath not seen, nor ear heard, neither have entered into the heart of man, the things which God hath prepared for them that love him" (I Cor. 2:9).—Because He Lives."—By Walter Brown Knight.


"All Clear"

When a Christian passes into the presence of his Lord, he no longer sees "through a glass darkly; but ... face to face" (I Cor. 13:12). Much that we cannot understand down here will become "all clear" when we reach our heavenly Home. These two words have become very familiar in this present war, as they are used to describe the signal that marks the end of an air raid. A remarkable incident is given by Mrs. Spencer Johnson in this summer's Life and Liberty. "A friend of many years has been called Home. At the hour of her death, there was an air raid overhead. Her sister was near to her, waiting to hear the `All Clear' to sound. The invalid was sinking fast, and had not been able to speak. Quietly she opened her eyes, looking happy and restful, and said in a clear strong voice: `That's the All Clear,' as its welcomed sound was heard. Then she passed away. Was it not a fresh vision of the power of the blood of Jesus, and the clear way to Glory as she fell asleep in His arms?" We too may take comfort from this striking coincidence of two events which were undoubtedly providentially joined together. Christ has opened for us "a new and living way" (Heb. 10:20), and there will be no more misunderstanding nor darkness, nor sin, nor sorrow in His presence.—Selected.


The True Andrew Jackson

We have heard much of "Jackson Day Dinners," and appeals have been made, in the name of "true Democracy," to the memory of Andrew Jackson, the seventh President of the United States. Would that our President and other leaders in our Government would take a leaf from Andrew Jackson's Christian faith, who wrote this as his own epitaph: "I have prepared an humble depository for my mortal body beside that wherein lies my beloved wife, where, without any pomp or parade, I have requested, when my God calls me to sleep with my fathers, to be laid; for both of us there to remain until the last trumpet sounds to call the dead to judgment, when we, I hope, shall rise together, clothed with that heavenly body promised to all who believe in our glorious Redeemer who died for us that we might live, and by whose atonement I hope for a blessed immortality."—Sunday School Times.


Where the Road Stopped

An old Indian chief was told of the Saviour, but he said: "The Jesus road is good, but I have followed the old Indian road all my life, and I will follow it to the end." A year later he was on the border of the shadow of death. As he was seeking a pathway through the darkness, he said to the missionary: "Can I turn to the Jesus road now? My road stops here. It has no path through the valley."The King's Business.

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