Contributed by John Gullick on Aug 15, 2017
On July 27th In Indiana a policeman, Lieut Aaron Allen was shot by a man he was trying to help. He was killed and he had a five year old son. Not long after police including the police chief drove cars 1- 2 hours down highway 31 in Indiana and arrived in a town with their sirens going.
Contributed by Sermoncentral on Oct 26, 2009
Thanksgiving Poem: We Plow The Fields by Matthias Claudius
The poem entitled "We Plow The Fields," by Matthias Claudius, says things well:
We plow the fields, and scatter
The good seed on the land,
But it is fed and watered
By God’s Almighty hand;
He sends the snow in winter,
The warmth to
Contributed by Sermoncentral on Jul 13, 2009
"THANK YOU, DADDY!"
To illustrate how we often fail to give God the thanks he deserves, Chuck Swindoll told the following story of a man he visited in a dismal veterans hospital:
The day I arrived to visit, I saw a touching scene. This man had a young son, and during his confinement in the
Contributed by Sermoncentral on Apr 28, 2009
NOT ONE THANKED HIM
Edward Spencer was a ministerial student in Evanston, Illinois, and also a member of a life-saving squad during his school years. In 1860, a ship went aground on the shore of Lake Michigan near Evanston, and Spencer waded again and again into the frigid waters to rescue
Contributed by Paul Clemente on Oct 24, 2008
As I was praying recently at a nearby beach, a man walked by with a big smile on his face and said to me "Good Morning!"
I noticed he had one artificial leg and he had been walking by the beach. I noticed on the sand behind him one footprint and a track where the man had been dragging his one
An elementary school teacher was lecturing to her class on the dangers of not bundling up properly to face the winter cold. She told them a dramatic story about a naughty little boy who disobeyed his mother and went sledding one afternoon without his mittens, cap, and snow suit.
Hostile natives surrounded his missions headquarters one night, intent on burning the Patons out and killing them. John Paton and his wife prayed all during that terror-filled night that God would deliver them. When daylight came they were amazed to see that, unaccountably, the attackers had
Contributed by Keith Broyles on Oct 4, 2007
The Monday after Thanksgiving, this year, still very much in November, I met a group of preachers, as is my habit most Mondays for lunch. I was the first to arrive and while I was waiting, I noticed the music playing on the sound system. Song after song of Christmas music was coming out. If only
Contributed by A. Todd Coget on Nov 21, 2003
One Thanksgiving season a family was seated around their table, looking at the annual holiday bird. From the oldest to the youngest, they were to express their praise. When they came to the 5-year-old in the family, he began by looking at the turkey and expressing his thanks to the turkey, saying