Soul Winning Sermon Illustrations

Soul Winning Sermon Illustrations

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"My Boy Is Gone and He Knew Christ"

"To your charge, sir, I am committing my boy."

Thus spoke a rough-looking, lumberjack father to the young pastor, in an Ontario lumber town. Burdened for his salvation, he had brought his eldest son into the hospital across miles of deep snow that Lord's day. He was incurable, about thirty years of age, red-haired, and utterly cross-grained in spirit. When told of his anxious father's promise to pray as we sought to be God's messenger, he resented it. He would not have God's message of Calvary. Two months went by as we visited him faithfully.

One day we were oppressed by the feeling that this soured man was slipping into eternity. That day his room was crowded and we could not speak. But we vowed to God we would go again and speak if the whole hospital were around his bed. Fortunately he was alone. We drew up a chair, pulled out our pocket Bible, and told him we literally must make "the way of life" plain, which we did using Isaiah 53:6; John 1:12; 6:37, etc. We clinched it with Dr. Torrey's illustration that represents the sinner's black load of sin by a book upon his one hand; then transferring this load to Christ, represented by the other hand, thus saying, "The Lord hath laid on him the iniquity of us all." Praying then, we lifted him in faith to God, and left him. All the while he was gritting his teeth in antagonism to the whole business.

Several days later the Christian nurse met us as we ascended the staircase to the ward. "Mr. R., your parishioner went home this morning, and died resting in Christ. None other spoke to him." I said, "Thank God, we got him through." This fact that interceding father knew, and no human voice told him. "My boy is gone, and he knew Christ," were his first words as he stood before our door that same evening, footsore and weary. His wrestling in intercession was rewarded.

"Ye also helping together by prayer for us," is a twofold factor in the conversion of perhaps every soul, the conjoining of forces. And hence let us not be too proud of supposedly personal results. "The day" will declare these things, and the spokesman and the intercessor will rejoice together.—Rev. W. F. Roadhouse, Toronto, Can.


Two Ways of Catching

A story is told of a Sunday school teacher who told her pupils the story of Peter, who was told by our Lord that he was henceforth to be a fisher of men. After the lesson was given the children were asked the question: "Who catch men nowadays?" One child quickly answered: "Policemen." The teacher then explained the difference between soul winners and policemen. Policemen catch men to bring them before a judge. Soul winners catch men to bring them before a Saviour.—Christian Herald, London.


To Rescue Only One

A traveler says: "On the Aktsch glacier I saw a beautiful sight, the parable of our Lord reacted to the letter. One day we were making our way with ice ax and alpenstock down the glacier, when we observed a flock of sheep following their shepherd over the intricate windings of the crevasses and so passing from the pastures on the one side to the pastures on the other side of the glacier. The flock had numbered 200 all told; but on the way one sheep was lost. One of the shepherds, in his German patois, appealed to us if we had seen it. Fortunately, one of the party had a field glass. With its aid we discovered the lost sheep far up, amid a tangle of brushwood, on the rocky mountainside. It was beautiful to see how the shepherd, without a word, left his 199 sheep on the glacier waste (knowing that they would stand there perfectly still and safe), and went clambering back after the lost sheep until he found it."—Sunday School Chronicle.


The Ant's Evangelism

The story is related of a gentleman who laid a piece of sweetmeat on the table, and then picked up an ant and placed it on the sweetmeat. He was astonished to see the little creature rapidly descend by one of the legs of the table and seek his fellows. They appeared to understand the news. He then at once turned back, followed by a long train of his fellow citizens, and conducted them to the prize. Are there not many who know the sweetness of the Gospel, who might learn a lesson from this ant? If we have tasted and seen that the Lord is good let us do what we can to lead others into like blessing—Selected.


Gospel Singing

Returning home late one night through the deserted streets of a Syrian city, I noticed a man going about the streets singing out repeatedly the same call. Here and there a window was opened while some curious one asked a question, then as the window closed, the man hurried on, ever repeating the same earnest call. Not understanding the Arabic language, I inquired what the man was doing. "Why, he is singing for a little child," was the reply. "Singing for a little child? What do you mean?" I asked. "It means that a child is lost and the police are 'singing' all through the streets of the city, trying to find the child and restore it to its father." Many of God's children are lost. Are you out "singing" for them? Have you joined the search? Or are you only casually interested, lulled, and comforted by the thought that the lost ones are none of yours?—Rose A. Huston, Sterling, Kans.


A Rather Important Lack

A college professor, being ferried across a stream, asked the boatman, "Do you understand philosophy?" "No, never heard of it." "Then one-quarter of your life is gone. Do you understand geology?" "No." "Then one-half of your life is gone. Do you understand astronomy?" "No." "Then three-quarters of your life is gone." Presently the boat tipped over and both fell into the water. "Can you swim?" asked the boatman. "No." "Then the whole of your life is gone!"—Courtesy Moody Monthly.


What Are Christians "For"

A Christian woman who was engaged in work for the poor and degraded was once spoken to by one who was well acquainted with both the worker and those whom she sought to reach.

"It does seem wonderful to me that you can do such work," her friend said. "You sit beside these people, and talk with them in a way that I do not think you would if you knew about them, just what they are, and from what places they come."

Her answer was, "Well, I suppose they are dreadful people. But, if the Lord Jesus were now on earth, are they not the very people He would strive to teach? Would He feel Himself too good to go among them? And am I better than my Master?"

A poor, illiterate person, who stood listening to this conversation, said with great earnestness and simplicity, "Why, I always thought that was what Christians were for." The objector was silenced, and what wonder? Is not that what Christians are for?—Courtesy of Moody Monthly.

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