SERMON TITLE: The Terror of the Terrible
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INTRODUCTION:
MAIN BODY:
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"After all, this was the Herod who ordered the murder of his wife Mariamne and three of his own sons (Alexander, Aristobulus and Antipas). Little wonder this was the same Herod of whom Augustus declared he would rather be Herod's pig (ois) than his son (oius). In order to ensure that a grief-stricken mood would cover the country when he finally did die, this was the bloodthirsty Herod who left strict orders that one member of every single family would be killed when the news of his death was finally announced." (1)
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3 Therefore he shall give them up until the time when she who is in labor has brought forth; then the rest of his kindred shall return to the people of Israel. 4 And he shall stand and feed his flock in the strength of the LORD, in the majesty of the name of the LORD his God. And they shall live secure, for now he shall be great to the ends of the earth;
5a and he shall be the one of peace.(Top) (Back to sermons for 2001) (Back to sermons Home Page) (Back to Shultz Home Page)
When I was little, in Poland before the War, we used to spend nearly every summer at my grandmother's house in the mountains. She lived alone, in a house built by local craftsmen on the edge of a torrent. The noise of its rushing waters was the background of every moment of our holidays and the first sound of eternity which I learned to hear. My grandmother was the kind of grandmother that everybody should have. She was brilliant and wise, although a little bitter at times. She had lived through wars, revolutions, a bad marriage and the death of two children. What had saved her sanity, I believe, was her love of beauty and a passionate interest in all the things of the mind. She loved literature and art; she was fascinated by science. Above all else, she loved the beauty of the mountains among which she eventually died.
I must have been 5 or 6 at the time. One night, I was awakened by my grandmother leaning over my bed. There was a noise of a great storm outside. Grandmother picked me up and carried me out onto a big veranda which ran all along the front of the house. "Look!" she said, and turned my face toward the mountains, "Look, this is too beautiful to sleep through." I saw black sky, torn apart every few seconds by lightning, mountains emerging out of darkness, immense, powerful and so real.
Thunder rolled among the peaks. I was not frightened--how could I be? I was awed. I looked up at my grandmother's face and, in a flash of light, I saw it flooded with wonder and joy. I did not realize it then, of course, but now I do, that what I saw was ecstasy. My grandmother was the first to point out to me a door to joy.(Top) (Back to sermons for 2001) (Back to sermons Home Page) (Back to Shultz Home Page)
CONCLUSION:
1.
A mighty fortress is our God,
A bulwark never failing;
Our helper He, amid the flood
Of mortal ills prevailing.
For still our ancient foe
Doth seek to work us woe;
His craft and power are great,
And, armed with cruel hate,
On earth is not his equal.
2.
Did we in our own strength confide
Our striving would be losing;
Were not the right One on our side
The Man of God's own choosing.
Dost ask who that may be?
Christ Jesus, it is He;
Lord Sabaoth is His name,
From age to age the same,
And He must win the battle.
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3.
And though this world, with evil filled,
Should threaten to undo us;
We will not fear, for God hath willed
His truth to triumph through us.
The prince of darkness grim--
We tremble not for him.
His rage we can endure,
For, lo, his doom is sure;
One little word shall fell him.
4.
That word above all earthly powers,
No thanks to them abideth;
The Spirit and the gifts are ours
through him who with us sideth.
Let goods and kindred go--
This mortal life also.
The body they may kill;
God's truth abideth still.
His kingdom is forever.
Amen.
1. Alfred Edersheim, The Life and Times of Jesus the Messiah (See Josephus, Antiquities 17.6.6.)
2. Irma Zaleski, "The Door to Joy," Parabola, Summer 1998, 50.
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