Sermon #40 Luke Sermons
Title: A BLESSED INTRUSION
Text: Luke 7:11-17
Subject: The Resurrection of the Widow’s Son
Date: Sunday Morning – November 5, 2000
Tape # W-8b
Introduction:
Proposition: Whenever the Son of God intrudes into the lives of men and women in this world, those who experience his intrusion, bow before him in reverent fear and glorify God.
Divisions: I want you to see four things plainly set before us by the Spirit of God in this blessed story. Without question, our Lord'’ miracles display the fact of his eternal Godhead and omnipotent power; but they are intended to do much more than that. Our Lord’s miracles are all designed to be pictures of his grace and salvation freely bestowed upon and wrought in chosen sinners by his omnipotent grace. This story of the funeral in Nain is designed to display…
In all our days of darkness, he is our Light. He is yet the Sun of Righteousness.
Many, these days, object to our constant assertion that the grace of God is absolute and unconditional. I have thought about that a good bit. Perhaps, I should be more accommodating in my language. So, I have decided today to talk about the conditions which must be met before any sinner can be saved. There are three of them.
(John 5:21)
"For as the Father raiseth up the dead, and quickeneth them; even so the Son quickeneth whom he will."(Luke 7:14)
"And he came and touched the bier: and they that bare him stood still. And he said, Young man, I say unto thee, Arise."(1 Corinthians 1:30-31)
"But of him are ye in Christ Jesus, who of God is made unto us wisdom, and righteousness, and sanctification, and redemption: [31] That, according as it is written, He that glorieth, let him glory in the Lord."Application:
As the Lord Jesus came to Nain, I pray that he will come to you this day, in saving power and grace. As he spoke life to the dead that day in Nain, may he speak life to your soul today. As he touched the bier and raised the dead in Nain, oh, may he be pleased to touch the lives of some here this day, for the glory of God."The Touch of the Master's Hand"
'Twas battered and scarred, and the auctioneer
Thought it scarcely worth his while
To waste much time on the old violin,
But held it up with a smile.
"What am I bidden, good folks," he cried,
"Who'll start the bidding for me?"
"A dollar, a dollar;" then, "Two! Only two?
Two dollars and who'll make it three?
Three dollars, once; three dollars, twice;
Going for three--" But no,
From the room, far back, a gray-haired man
Came forward and picked up the bow;
Then, wiping the dust from the old violin,
And tightening the loose strings,
He played a melody pure and sweet
As a caroling angel sings.
The music ceased, and the auctioneer,
With a voice that was quiet and low,
Said, "What am I bid for the old violin?"
And he held it up with the bow.
"A thousand dollars, and who'll make it two?
Two thousand! And who'll make it three?
Three thousand, once, three thousand twice,
And going, and gone," said he.
The people cheered, but some of them cried,
"We do not quite understand
What changed its worth." Swift came the reply:
"The touch of a master's hand."
And many a man with life out of tune,
And battered and scarred with sin,
Is auctioned cheap to the thoughtless crowd,
Much like the old violin.
Ruined and running from God he goes,
In madness, to hell, headlong!
He is "going" once, and "going" twice,
He's "going" and almost "gone."
But the Master comes, and the foolish crowd
Never can quite understand
The worth of a soul and the change that's wrought
By the touch of the Master's hand.