These are quotes which stood out to me, possibly for use in a sermon someday. Their presence here does not mean I agree with them, it merely shows that I might want to reference them later. The default view is five random selections. Use the tag list on the right to view all quotes relevant to that theme.
The trouble with the rat-race is that even if you win you're still a rat.
Caffeine is my shepherd; I shall not doze. It maketh me to wake in green pastures: It leadeth me beyond the sleeping masses. It restoreth my buzz: It leadeth me in the paths of consciousness for its name's sake. Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of addiction, I will fear no Equal: For thou art with me; thy cream and thy sugar they comfort me. Thou preparest a carafe before me in the presence of The Starbucks: Thou anointest my day with pep; my mug runneth over. Surely richness and taste shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the House of Mocha forever. Amen
Wealthy retired Italian law professor Giacinto Auriti began in July to
circulate a private currency, called the "simec," among citizens (and about 40
shopkeepers) in the town of Guardiagrele (about 125 miles from Rome), to
"prove" his longstanding theory that any currency, if put in the hands of
consumers instead of banks, yields more purchasing power. Auriti prints the
simecs, sells them at par with the lira, and then guarantees to merchants that
he will redeem them at double their value (by paying out from his family
fortune), thereby encouraging merchants to lower their prices. The simec has
caused an explosion of consumer sales, but the government believes the whole
idea is ridiculous and will collapse as soon as Auriti stops guaranteeing
simecs' value.
James Merritt tells the story of Robert Eaglen, who was a deacon in his church in Colchester, England. "He woke up one Sunday morning in January. The ground was blanketed with a foot of snow. He started to turn over and go back to sleep, but he thought to himself, "I'm one of the deacons in my church. If the deacons don't go, who will go?" He put on his boots, hat, and coat and walked six miles to church. He was right. Most of the members did stay home. As a matter of fact, even the pastor didn't show up. Only thirteen people were at church — twelve members and a thirteen-year-old boy he had never seen before.
"Somebody said 'Why don't we just sing a little bit and go home. We don't have a preacher.' But Robert Eaglen said 'It's foolish for us to come all this way and not have a worship service.' 'Who's going to preach?' they asked. Impulsively, Robert said, 'I'll preach.' He'd never preached in his life. He got up and did not know what he was going to preach. I'm sure that's happened to some of us on Sunday nights, as well, but he didn't have a clue what he was going to be preaching.
In his quiet time the day before he had been reading in Isaiah, so he turned to Isaiah 45:22, "Look to me and be saved, all the ends of the earth.' Later he recalled, 'I preached maybe twelve minutes, and I must have said fifty times 'Look to Jesus.'' It was all he knew to say. 'Look to Jesus.' He got through with saying, 'Look to Jesus' about fifty times. He looked at that little thirteen-year-old boy and said 'Young man, if you'll look to Jesus you'll be saved.' And they had prayer and left.
"That boy, years later, wrote these words: 'I did look, and then and there the cloud on my heart lifted, the darkness rolled away. At that moment I saw the sun, I accepted Christ into my heart, and I was born again.' That thirteen-year-old boy was Charles Haddon Spurgeon.
May the road rise to meet you,
may the wind be always at your back,
may the sun shine warm upon your face,
may the rain fall softly on your fields,
may God hold you in the hollow of his hand.