War Sermon Illustrations

War Sermon Illustrations

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Wishful Thinking

"Who goes there
In the night,
Across the wind-swept plain?"

"We are the ghosts of a valiant war,
A million murdered men."

"Who goes there
At the dawn,
Across the sun-swept plain?"

"We are the ghosts of those who swear
It must never be again."—Thomas C. Clark.

The "Spoils" of War

When, after many battles past,
Both, tired with blows, make peace at last,
What is it, after all, the people get?
Why! Taxes, widows, wooden legs and debt.—Sunday School Times.

Another Crop on Flanders Field

Yes, Flanders still produces them,
The blood-red poppies of the war.
In field, on hillside, they are seen,
The flame-red showing where they are.

The years have quickly sped along
Since cannon boomed above your head,
Since in amazement you looked on
And dropped your petals on the dead.

The spring and summer came around;
For men the seasons cannot stop.
And though your blossoms fall unseen,
You smile and bear another crop—

Another crop for Flanders fields?
Oh, not a crop of human life!
They fertilized your fields back there—
Those men who toppled in the strife.

Your soil is richer through their blood.
The world is poorer—poor, indeed,
Ignoring what at cost they taught,
And ever blind to human need.

The sheep now graze on Flanders field
A little lad to be their guide
Like other lads in other years,
Before, by cannon shot, they died.

The shepherd boy will soon be grown,
The poppies watch him through the years;
They bend and think of other boys—
You call it dew—but it is tears.

Oh, tell me, sin-mad world of men,
These wars of hatred, can they stop?
Don't drive these boys to battlefields,
And mow them down—another crop!—Will H. Houghton.

What It Cost

The cost of killing a soldier increased from $50 in the time of Julius Caesar to between $50,000 and $75,000 in World War II, according to H. V. Churchill, an industrial chemist.

Churchill said the expense of war-time killing has risen steadily though the centuries, with a tremendously great advance occuring between World War I and World War II.

By the time of Napoleon, the cost had became $1,500 for each man killed, the chemist said, and during World War I the figure was about $2,500. He added that Napoleon's advisers and allies thought the cost far too high in their time.

Churchill cited as the reason for the huge increase in the cost the fact that war is now fought with machinery—which adds greatly to the cost—although manpower still is the backbone of war.

"The development of mechanical devices and improvement of machinery has lifted a great deal of hard physical labor from men's shoulders but military men are turning this machinery to war purposes instead of using it for peaceful pursuits," he declared.—Chicago Daily News.

Malice Toward None

"With malice toward none; with charity for all; with firmness in the right as God gives us to see the right, let us strive on to finish the work we are in; to bind up the nation's wounds, to care for him who shall have borne the battle, and for his widow and his orphan—to do all which may achieve and cherish a just and lasting peace among ourselves and with all nations."—From Second Inaugural Address by Abraham Lincoln.

Battlefield Yielding

William Howard Taft, of honored memory, with great optimism, once wrote, "The battlefield as a place of settlement of disputes is gradually yielding to arbitral courts of justice. The interests of great masses are not being sacrificed as in former times, to the selfishness, ambitions, and aggrandizement of sovereigns," etc. But Mr. Taft wrote this in 1911! However, the point is that many advocates of peace base their activities and expectation on the battlefields "gradually yielding."—Gospel Herald.

War will never yield but to the principles of justice and love, and these have no sure root but in the religion of Jesus Christ.—Channing

Not human strength or mighty hosts,
Not charging steeds or warlike boasts
Can save from overthrow.
But God will save from death and shame
All those who fear and trust His Name,
And they no want shall know.—Psalter

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