Excerpt from the Story of the Skin Horse
“The Skin Horse had lived longer in the nursery than any of the others. He was so old that his brown coat was bald in patches and showed the seams underneath, and most of the hairs in his tail had been pulled out to string bead necklaces. He was wise, for
Contributed by Myron Loss on Apr 27, 2014
Un día un hombre cayo de un barco y el barco se fue sin darse cuenta. Pasó horas en el agua fría, se estaba acercado a las rocas peligrosas de la orilla, y el hombre ya estaba al punto de sumergirse para nunca más respirar cuando vio al horizonte una lancha de lujo que venía en su dirección.
Contributed by Myron Loss on Apr 27, 2014
Un día, un hombre rico estaba caminando por el bosque, y encontró tirado allí un carro muy viejo. El carro estaba casi destruido por el oxido. Ratas habían arrancado toda la tela y la paja de los asientos para hacer nidos pero los habían abandonado años atrás. Varios de los vidrios estaban rotos
DOES YOUR GOD BLEED?
A little boy went up to a missionary Sunday School leader in another country. The boy said, "I like what you say about the God of the Bible but I can’t see him. But if I go to the temple I can see my God."
The missionary said to the little boy, "Son, may I ask you a
Contributed by Sermoncentral on May 9, 2012
THE DIFFERENCE BETWEEN LIFE AND DEATH
In his book Winning Life’s Toughest Battles, psychologist Julius Segal wrote about the 25,000 soldiers who were held by the Japanese in POW camps during World War II. "Forced to exist under inhumane conditions, many of them died. Others, however, survived
Contributed by Sermoncentral on Apr 2, 2011
THE LOVE OF GOD ON AN ASYLUM WALL
Pencilled on the wall of a narrow room of an asylum were these familiar words:
"Could we with ink the ocean fill,
And were the skies of parchment made;
Were every stalk on earth a quill,
And every man a scribe by trade;
To write the love of God
Contributed by Gordon Curley on Nov 23, 2010
THE WANDERING SHEEP
Dr. Andrew Bonar tells of how in the Highlands of Scotland, a sheep would often wander off into the rocks and get into places that they can't get out of.
The grass on these mountains is very sweet and the sheep like it, and they will jump down ten or twelve feet, and then
Contributed by Johnny Wilson on Aug 14, 2009
CHARACTER: PROTOTYPE PLUS PNEUMATIC FORCE
Jesus is the very imprint or prototype of God’s essential reality. The word used in the Greek here is pronounced "kah-rahk-TEER" (sometimes "kah-rahk-TAYR") and it is the word from which we get "character." In the original Greek usage, it meant an
Contributed by Sermoncentral on Jun 25, 2009
D.L. MOODY: GOD LOVES SINNERS
D.L. Moody was a renowned American preacher back in the mid 1800’s. He went to England where he was introduced to a young preacher named Henry Moorehouse. During their short conversation, Moorehouse said he wanted to go to America.
Moody, trying to be polite,
Contributed by Dwight L. Moody on Jun 11, 2009
A MOTHER DIES SO HER BOY MAY LIVE
When the California gold fever broke out, a man went there, leaving his wife in New England with his boy. As soon as he got on and was successful he was to send for them. It was a long time before he succeeded, but at last he got money enough to send for them.
Contributed by Sermoncentral on Apr 8, 2009
NEVER MIND ME
A good many years ago, during a Massachusetts winter, a brother and sister were walking on the ice. He was 9 and she was 11. They hit a thin patch and fell through. Kicking to the surface, they yelled for help.
Summoned by their screams, a man came running, dived into the icy
Contributed by Sermoncentral on Jun 18, 2007
Years ago there was a woman crossing the hills of South Wales on foot in the midst of a blizzard but she was not as fortunate as my wife and I were in South Dakota. She never made it to her destination. When they found her frozen body they did not understand why in that climate she was not wearing
Contributed by Bruce Willis on Dec 29, 2006
Two boys grew up together. They were close friends as children, but as they entered their teen years their paths began to diverge and they ended up in very different places. Ernie was always in trouble. He began by shoplifting small things from stores and worked his way up to stealing cars.
Contributed by Mike Wilkins on Aug 4, 2005
I saw a woman coming out of Loblaws this week with a t-shirt that said “I’LL LOVE YOU WHEN YOU ARE MORE LIKE ME”
That’s often how we do it – once people get redeemed, then we will love them, it is not
Contributed by Sermoncentral on May 4, 2004
May 5, 2004 “You Can Walk Boy!” John 16: 19-24 Key verse(s): 21 “‘A woman giving birth to a child has pain because her time has come; but when her baby is born she forgets the anguish because of her joy that a child is born into the world.’”
Why do Christians have to suffer? If I
Contributed by Jim Kane on Apr 23, 2002
FAITHFUL TO RETURN--Communion Meditation
W. Paul Jones tells the story of women who shared this story from her childhood as a polio victim: “When my mother left me in Sunday School, I always asked to wear her locket. She thought I like the locket. That wasn’t it at all. I knew I wasn’t worth
Contributed by Thomas Clawser on Feb 3, 2002
According to a traditional Hebrew story, Abraham was sitting outside his tent one evening when he saw an old man, weary from age and journey, coming toward him.
Abraham rushed out, greeted him, and then invited him into his tent. There he washed the old man’s feet and gave him food and
Contributed by Rita Sims on Aug 22, 2001
Harry Houdini, the famed escape artist issued a challenge wherever he went. He could be locked in any jail cell in the country, he claimed, and set himself free quickly and easily. Always he kep his promise, but one time something went wrong. Houdini entered the jail in his street clothes; the
Contributed by Bruce Howell on Aug 21, 2001
Illus.: “Scarred Hands” (James S. Hewett, Illustrations Unlimited, pp.
A small orphaned boy lived with his grandmother. One night their house caught fire. The grandmother, trying to rescue the little boy asleep upstairs, perished in the smoke and flames. A crowd gathered around the
Contributed by David Yarbrough on Jun 18, 2001
It’s difficult to find beauty in death. It’s even more difficult to find beauty in a death camp. Especially Auschwitz. Four million Jews died there in World War II. A half-ton of human hair is still preserved. The showers that sprayed poison gas still stand.
But for all the ugly memories