First Sunday
in Advent
Matthew 24:36-44
Illustrations
From a
sermon by
Bill Adams Trinity Episcopal Church,
Sutter Creek, CA. USA
"We so often speak of the Second
Coming of Christ.... Frankly I don't know where we got such
terminology.....
The phrase Second Coming does not
appear anywhere in the Bible.... The Bible proclaims loudly and clearly
that the Christ... The very Word of God... was with God and is God and
became flesh in the world.... not once... not twice.... but
eternally.....
The inherent problem with a phrase
like Second Coming is that it carries the implication of not here yet.
----- But Jesus Christ is not stuck
in traffic.... The Redeemer of the world wasn't sent to us with the
wrong zip code... delayed until the Postal Department gets their act
together...... the Word of God is present in everything and
everyone.... everywhere.... right now!
Advent isn't a season where we hang
out for a while until Christmas happens.... Advent is a season where we
learn once again to be an expectant people..... a people who
anticipate.... a people who read the signs....a people who look
painstakingly for the invasion of Christmas everywhere! "
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The superintendent of a large Christian school was concerned about the
disarray he found in so many of the classrooms he visited. Papers were
often strewn on the floor, and the students' desks were surrounded by
clutter.
Feeling strongly that learning could not take place in such an untidy
environment, he decided to take action.
He chose one classroom for an experiment, introduced himself to the
students and with a smile made this proposition:
"Your teacher, principal and I provide a well-equipped classroom for
you to enjoy but we need your help in keeping your desks and the
classroom orderly. Many of you have crumpled papers inside your desks
with books left open and the pages bent. Often there are pencils on the
floor under your desks along with other debris.
"I would like each of you to clean out your desk today and begin this
school year resolving to keep it clean. One day I will return and
inspect your desks and the person with the neatest desk will be given
this $100 bill. I won't tell you which day it will be. It will be a
surprise. Not even your teacher or the principal will know the day."
The children squealed with excitement and began immediately pulling
things from their desks, filling the trash baskets with crumpled
papers, stacking their books neatly inside their desks, and neatly
lining up their pencils and pens.
Every morning for the first week, every student checked his or her desk
to make sure it was in perfect condition, confident that today would be
the day the superintendent returned.
The next week, a few boys grew weary of the exercise and returned to
their former habits.
By the third week, several students remarked, "I doubt if he'll come
back at all. He just said that to make us keep our desks clean."
After two months, no one in the classrooms bothered to inspect their
desks and in fact, forgot the superintendent's promise.
Except for one girl.
Dutifully, she inspected her desk every morning and several times a
day, making sure things were in proper order.
For months, she was teased by the other students. "He's not coming
back! Why do you keep looking for him? You look stupid believing that
promise, anyway."
Still, she remained quiet, kept her desk in perfect condition and
waited.
Near the end of the school year, there was a knock on the door and the
superintendent entered.
Quickly, the students flung open their desks and began frantically to
clean them. But the superintendent held up his hand for them to stop.
All the students were asked to stand beside their desk at attention
while the superintendent inspected each desk.
One after another, he rejected them for being unkempt. One boy tried
giving excuses but to no avail. Another blamed the teacher for not
reminding them. Still another blamed the superintendent for making them
wait so long.
Finally, the superintendent arrived at the desk of the little girl who
confidently displayed her well-kept desk while beaming at the
superintendent.
After inspecting her desk, he took her by the hand to the front of the
classroom and awarded her the $100 bill.
"Boys and girls," he said kindly, "this girl never stopped believing I
would return so she kept her desk in perfect order. She didn't need to
worry about what day or even what time of day I would arrive because
she was always ready. Always. (1)
(1) from Illustrator
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Several years ago the Peanuts comic strip had Lucy and Charlie Brown
practicing football. Lucy would hold the ball for Charlie’s
placekicking and then Charlie would kick the ball. But every time Lucy
had ever held the ball for Charlie, he would approach the ball and kick
with all his might. At the precise moment of the point of no return,
Lucy would pick up the ball and Charlie would kick and his momentum
unchecked by the ball, which was not there to kick, would cause him to
fall flat on his back.
This strip opened with Lucy holding the ball, but Charlie Brown would
not kick the ball. Lucy begged him to kick the ball. But Charlie Brown
said, "Every time I try to kick the ball you remove it and I fall on my
back." They went back and forth for the longest time and finally Lucy
broke down in tears and admitted, "Charlie Brown I have been so
terrible to you over the years, picking up the football like I have. I
have played so many cruel tricks on you, but I have seen the error of
my ways! I’ve seen the hurt look in your eyes when I’ve deceived you.
I’ve been wrong, so wrong. Won’t you give a poor penitent girl another
chance?"
Charlie Brown was moved by her display of grief and responded to her,
"Of course, I’ll give you another chance." He stepped back as she held
the ball, and he ran. At the last moment, Lucy picked up the ball and
Charlie Brown fell flat on his back. Lucy’s last words were,
"Recognizing your faults and actually changing your ways are two
different things, Charlie Brown!" (2)
(2) Contributed by:
Jeeva Sam from SermonCentral
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It seems a Judge was presiding over the courtroom scene in Connecticut
during the middle 1700's. Without warning from any source, an eclipse
of the Sun took place. The event frustrated the people and they broke
into panic. But the Judge maintained his equilibrium and presence of
mind. He rapped for order and said: "If this be the end of the world,
let us at least be found doing our duty. Bring in the candles!"
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The great British automaker Rolls Royce takes great pride in the
reliability of their handcrafted automobiles. An obviously wealthy
owner of a Rolls took it to Europe on an extended trip. While traveling
in France the car had some mechanical problem. He called the Rolls
Royce factory and asked that they send out a mechanic straightaway to
fix the problem. The company responded in royal fashion. They put a
mechanic on a private jet with all of the necessary tools and flew him
over to France to make the repairs. The owner was so wealthy that
he wasn't at all concerned about the cost, and he would not spare any
expense to assure that his beloved Rolls Royce was properly
repaired. However, after several months he realized he had not
received a bill for the repair. He directed his secretary to
contact the Rolls Royce factory to inquire about the charges. He
received a prompt reply from the Rolls Royce company. With
typical British aplomb, it said simply, "We have no recollection or
record of any Rolls Royce having ever had a breakdown or being in need
of repair anywhere in France."
When we repent and ask God to fix things that have resulted from sin in
our lives, like Rolls Royce, he fixes it and doesn't have any
recollection of the problem, and he NEVER sends a bill
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