"You must have a good mother. Wonít you take me to see her someday?" "Iím afraid I canít," he replied. "I have no mother." "Iím sorry," apologized the teacher. "Take me to see you father, then."

"I have no father, either," said the little fellow. "Iím living with kind friends. If I tell you my story, youíll promise not to let the other boys know?" he queried. "Why, of course, if you would rather I didnít."

Then he told the teacher of a little French school he once attended in Eastern Europe, how invading armies raided his homeland, and how his mother and father, a prince and princess, had be led away from their home to the place of execution.

Just before they parted, his father had said to him, "Remember, dear boy, wherever you may go, that you are the son of royalty. Never stoop to anything unworthy of your high rank."

The boyís tears flowed freely. The teacher laid a sympathetic hand on his shoulder.

Now she understood. Though he might mingle with all types of boys on the playground, some rough and uncouth, he always remembered his fatherís last words. He was a prince!

We, too, are royalty. We are children of the King. And never forget it. And never forget to do your priestly thing. Whatís that? Make intercession on behalf of others. Pray constantly for others. And please remember: The prayer of a righteous man is powerful and effective. THE PRAYER OF ROYAL PRIESTS IS ALWAYS POWERFUL AND EFFECTIVE.

III. WE ARE A HOLY NATION

9But you are a chosen people, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, a people belonging to God, that you may declare the praises of him who called you out of darkness into his wonderful light.

We are also a holy nation or a holy people. I am sure, however, there are days when you donít feel very holy. When?

ILL.- Imagine all the obstacles a person might have to overcome if he were to walk from New York City to San Francisco. One man who accomplished this rare achievement mentioned a rather surprising difficulty when asked to tell of his biggest hurdle. He said that the toughest part of the trip wasnít traversing the steep slopes of the mountains or crossing hot, dry, barren stretches of desert. Instead, he said, "The thing that came the closest to defeating me was the sand in my shoes."

Such a small thing and yet, it became a big hindrance in his walk. The same thing may be true with us. Small things often trip us up more than big things.

For example, we would never be guilty of murdering someone and yet Jesus said in Matthew 5:21-22 "21"You have heard that it was said to the people long ago, íDo not murder, and anyone who murders will be subject to judgment.í 22But I tell you that anyone who is angry with his brother will be subject to judgment."

We wouldnít even dream of murdering someone but we would become very angry toward someone. We donít condone murder but we may well condone our anger toward someone, claiming it was justified. It was "righteous"
Excellent message. One of my favorite passages and you did a great job bringing it to life.