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He Continued Running, Jesus
Script: Mark 10.17-22
Intro: If Martians were to make their way from the orbital pull of Mars
to the orbital pull of earth, they would not only see the green glow of psychic-electric energy as Teilhard De Chardin suggests. They would also see a mass of different colored specks which from an earth-bound point of view would look like the frenzied activity of an ant hill. The only difference would be that the running colored specks wouldn't be ants, they would be people.
Many of these frantic specks are found in the prayers of Malcolm Boyd in his collection of prayers, Are you running with me, Jesus:
It's morning, Jesus. It's morning, and here's that light and sound all over again. I've got to move fast... get into the bathroom, wash up, grab a bite to eat, and run some more. I just don't feel like it Lord. What I really want to do is to get back into bed, pull up the covers and sleep. All I seem to want today is the big sleep, and here I've got to run all over again. Where am I running? You know these things I can't understand. It's not that I need to have you tell me. What counts most is just that somebody knows, and It's you that helps a lot. So I'll follow along, okay? But lead, Lord. Now I've got to run. Are you running with me, Jesus?
The Scripture of the morning is such a fascinating story. It tells of one who seems to have stopped running. And he doesn't appear to need its opposite, the big sleep. He's found what he's been after. He drops to his knees. It looks as though his search is ended. Possibly he spent 20-25 years looking for this moment. The moment when he could stop running, the moment when the deep struggles barely admit able to himself in his quiet moments. Isn't this story of the man in many ways parallel the story of every man?
I. Everyone in the world wants a belief, s me thing he can trust and rely upon.
A. Oh no, comes the protester. Modem man has brushed the cobwebs from his mind, he has cast off ancient illusions, and looks now with honest
1. Science has trained us all to be wary of self-deception, superstition
and highly critical of that which might be termed religion
2. Innocence has been lost, mystery broken open, and the infantile ritual of traditional belief's gone. We are man come of age,
we have despooked the heavens, we have tramped on the moon, and we may even come to not only Transplanting hearts, but heads.
B. And yet this seems to be an age committed to believing.
1. Modem man can believe some of the most outrageous things because he is condemned to meaning. Or as Victor Frankl puts it
realism.
that
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| Title of Sermon | He Continued Running Jesus |
| Author | Landwehr, Arthur |
| Subject | True Belief, Empty Hope |
| Date of sermon | n/a |
| Type | Text |
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| Number of Pages | 4 |
| Language | English |
| Biblical Book | Mark |
| Verses | 10:17-22 |
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| Collection | The Arthur Landwehr Sermon Collection (Garrett-Evangelical Theological Seminary) |
| Identifier | 294 He Continued Running Jesus.pdf |
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| Title of Sermon | Page 1 |
| Biblical Book | Biblical Book |
| Collection | The Arthur Landwehr Sermon Collection (Garrett-Evangelical Theological Seminary) |
| Transcript | He Continued Running, Jesus Script: Mark 10.17-22 Intro: If Martians were to make their way from the orbital pull of Mars to the orbital pull of earth, they would not only see the green glow of psychic-electric energy as Teilhard De Chardin suggests. They would also see a mass of different colored specks which from an earth-bound point of view would look like the frenzied activity of an ant hill. The only difference would be that the running colored specks wouldn't be ants, they would be people. Many of these frantic specks are found in the prayers of Malcolm Boyd in his collection of prayers, Are you running with me, Jesus: It's morning, Jesus. It's morning, and here's that light and sound all over again. I've got to move fast... get into the bathroom, wash up, grab a bite to eat, and run some more. I just don't feel like it Lord. What I really want to do is to get back into bed, pull up the covers and sleep. All I seem to want today is the big sleep, and here I've got to run all over again. Where am I running? You know these things I can't understand. It's not that I need to have you tell me. What counts most is just that somebody knows, and It's you that helps a lot. So I'll follow along, okay? But lead, Lord. Now I've got to run. Are you running with me, Jesus? The Scripture of the morning is such a fascinating story. It tells of one who seems to have stopped running. And he doesn't appear to need its opposite, the big sleep. He's found what he's been after. He drops to his knees. It looks as though his search is ended. Possibly he spent 20-25 years looking for this moment. The moment when he could stop running, the moment when the deep struggles barely admit able to himself in his quiet moments. Isn't this story of the man in many ways parallel the story of every man? I. Everyone in the world wants a belief, s me thing he can trust and rely upon. A. Oh no, comes the protester. Modem man has brushed the cobwebs from his mind, he has cast off ancient illusions, and looks now with honest 1. Science has trained us all to be wary of self-deception, superstition and highly critical of that which might be termed religion 2. Innocence has been lost, mystery broken open, and the infantile ritual of traditional belief's gone. We are man come of age, we have despooked the heavens, we have tramped on the moon, and we may even come to not only Transplanting hearts, but heads. B. And yet this seems to be an age committed to believing. 1. Modem man can believe some of the most outrageous things because he is condemned to meaning. Or as Victor Frankl puts it realism. that |
