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Courage in Christian preaching emphasizes the boldness to act faithfully despite fear or danger, reflecting Christ's strength in adversity. Illustrations often use images of taking risks or standing firm in trials, encouraging believers to trust God’s protection and guidance (Joshua 1:9, 2 Timothy 1:7).

Being Christians Wherever

Acts 18:9

… Be not afraid, but speak, and hold not thy peace: For I am with thee, and no man shall set on thee to hurt thee: for I have much people in this city. (Acts 18:9-10 AV)

I find that much service might be done if we had but the courage to show ourselves Christians in all places. Others sing songs in public houses, why should not we sing Psalms? And when we give the servants money, why may we not with that give them a little book, and some good advice? I know by experience it is very beneficial. God grant this may be always my practice. — George Whitefield

Now just a word for Jesus,

And if your faith be dim,

Speak forth in all your weakness,

And leave the rest to him.

from Old Devotional Calendar (1960's) · George Whitefield via Kerux Sermon and Illustration Database fear

The Unforgettable Responsive Reading

Luke 4:30

"Give thanks to the Lord, for he is good! His faithful love endures forever." -- Psalm 136:1 NLT

It was midnight on Thursday, February 8, A.D. 356, and Athanasius, a leader in the early Christian church and passionate defender of the deity of Jesus Christ, was leading a worship service. Suddenly loud shouts and clashing armor could be heard outside the church. Soldiers had come to arrest him.

But Athanasius said, “I didn't think it right, at such a time, to leave my people,” so he continued the service. He asked a deacon to read Psalm 136 and then requested the congregation to respond with the refrain, “His faithful love endures forever,” which they did twenty-six times over the din of the soldiers outside.

Just as the final verse was completed, the soldiers rushed into the church, brandishing their swords and spears and crowding forward up the nave toward Anthanasius. The people yelled for Athanasius to run, but he refused to go until he had given a benediction. Then some of his assistants gathered tightly around him, and, as he recounts it, “I passed through the crowd of people unseen and escaped, giving thanks to God that I had not betrayed my people, but had seen to their safety before I thought of my own.”

Athanasius was portraying to his people God's love, which endures forever. He was willing to lay down his life for his flock — just as Jesus had laid down his life for his flock a few centuries earlier.

Since God's “faithful love endures forever,” why is there ever any need to worry?

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Adapted from THE ONE YEAR® BOOK OF PSALMS with devotionals by William J. Petersen and Randy Petersen (Tyndale) entry for November 8

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[Original illustration at this number was a duplicate of HolwickID #30150]

from Godsdailypromises@leftbehindprophecy.com · William J. Petersen & Randy Petersen via Kerux Sermon and Illustration Database courage

For Me It Is the Beginning of Life

Paul writing from a prison cell and probably knowing that he would soon die by the guillotine writes to the Philippians, “I give thanks to my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ.” Dietrich Bonhoeffer, a German pastor imprisoned in 1943 for his political and Christian opposition to the Nazi regime, was executed two years later. On the day that the sentence was carried out he conducted a service for the other prisoners. One of those prisoners, an English officer who survived, wrote these words:

Bonhoeffer always seemed to me to spread an atmosphere of happiness and joy over the least incident, and profound gratitude for the mere fact that he was alive... He was one of the very few persons I have ever met for whom God was real and always near... On Sunday, April 8, 1945, Pastor Bonhoeffer conducted a little service of worship and spoke to us in a way that went to the heart of all of us. He found just the right words to express the spirit of our imprisonment, and the thoughts and resolutions it had brought us. He had hardly ended his last prayer when the door opened and two civilians entered. They said, “Prisoner Bonhoeffer, come with us.” That had only one meaning for all prisoners -- the gallows. We said good-bye to him. He took me aside: “This is the end; but for me it is the beginning of life.”

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Source: Illustrations, http://www.cybersaltlists.org

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No Time To Run

Mark 14:51

Across cultures and centuries the lion is a symbol of courage, power, royalty, and justice. In Roman mythology, the lion is a beast whose roar can wake the dead. It is strange, then, that the follower who fled in fear of his life from the scene of Jesus's arrest is commonly depicted in Medieval and Renaissance art as a lion. As early as the fifth century, Mark the writer of the second Gospel, also called John Mark, was depicted symbolically as a winged lion. The other three writers were given similar symbols in accordance with the four beasts described by the prophet Ezekiel. Two centuries later these curious creatures were universally employed as symbolic of the four writers. Today, the majestic lion depicting the witness who once ran away can be seen throughout European museums and Venetian cathedrals in stone and on canvas.

By definition, a follower of a particular cause or a leader cannot run in the opposite direction of the thing or person they are following; doing so, they would, of course, no longer be following. Similarly, Jesus once told a would-be disciple, “No one who puts his hand to the plow and looks back is fit for service in the kingdom of God” (Luke 9:62). These words strike fear in many of us, even as they seem to acknowledge something Christ knew would be a challenge to those who would accept the invitation to come after him. The capacity to run away from God for whatever reason seems at times present in all who profess to follow Him.

In his Gospel, Mark mentions a young man (commonly thought to be himself) who fled in such fear during the arrest of Jesus that he left his clothes behind. Writes Mark, “A young man, wearing nothing but a linen garment, was following Jesus. When they seized him, he fled naked, leaving his garment behind” (Mark 14:51-52). Fear is a powerful motivator to leave a scene running. Other times it is pride or apathy, disappointment or greed. But each time we pick up running, we shed our faith in God's sovereignty like a garment left behind. For Mark, it would not be the last time he opted to run.

The book of Acts recounts him as a companion of Paul and Barnabas on their first missionary journey. He had accompanied the two as their assistant, but something happened after the team left Cyprus. Arriving in Pamphylia, John Mark left them and returned to Jerusalem. It was a decision that did not go over well with Paul. Years later, planning another missionary journey, Barnabas wanted to invite their former companion, but Paul did not think it was wise to take him “because he had deserted them in Pamphylia and had not continued with them in the work” (Acts 15:38).

For those who carry in their identity the burden of being a deserter, for those who have run from God and the Son we swore to follow, the story of Mark is like the roar of a lion. For running can at times remind us who we are again, like David who found there was no where he could flee from God's presence, or Jacob who discovered he couldn't run forever but had to wrestle with the sovereign one behind his pride and fear, or Mark who seemed to realize that sin and shortfall only illumine the urgency of our need for Christ the King.

Beginning his Gospel with “the voice of one crying in the wilderness,” Mark continues with intensity throughout — skipping introductions, delving into events, speaking with immediacy. It is apparent that he concerned himself most with getting the story out and message across. Jesus is Lord, the Son of God, the promised Messiah; there is no time to run. And yet, throughout this Gospel of action and miracles, Mark repeatedly draws attention to human difficulties in the midst of Christ's power. He describes a world of people blinded by their own weakness, demanding signs, and forever missing the message. There is little doubt Mark understood how easy it is to continue running from the one we need most to stop and follow.

Years after their initial incident, Paul found the formerly uncommitted Mark a much needed presence in his own ministry. In the apostle's concluding epistle, he instructed Timothy: “Get Mark and bring him with you, for he is useful to me for ministering” (2 Timothy 4:11). The once-rejected young worker with the capacity to run realized the magnitude of being found by the Son of God and spent his life declaring it. Mark's urgency is a lion's attempt to wake the dead.

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Copyright © 2006 Ravi Zacharias International Ministries (RZIM). Reprinted with permission. "A Slice of Infinity" is a radio ministry of Ravi Zacharias International Ministries.

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A Hymn When You Expect Imminent Death

A story is told in UNFAMILIAR STORIES OF FAMILIAR HYMNS, by William Hart, of a missionary couple, the Rev. and Mrs. R. W. Porteous, missionaries with the former China Inland Mission board, and their use of this hymn while expecting momentary death from a band of Chinese terrorists. The missionaries tell of being led to a lonely spot on a hill and being told “This is the place!” When the executioner took his long knife from his shoulder, the courageous couple, expecting immediate death, began to sing:

Face to face with Christ my Savior,

Face to face-what will it be

When with rapture I behold Him,

Jesus Christ who died for me?

To the missionary couple’s surprise, no order was given. The executioner shouldered his axe-like knife and Mr. and Mrs. Porteous were released and permitted to return to their headquarters in Shanghai. They often told their story of their singing faith and their anticipation of seeing their Savior “face to face” in the hour of expected death.”

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Kenneth W. Osbeck, 101 MORE HYMN STORIES, p. 87.

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[Original illustration at this number was a duplicate of HolwickID #20927]

The Lord Is A Strong Tower

Ezra 10:4

Christians who do the right thing often find themselves in hot water. That’s what happened to Martin Niemoeller.

Niemoeller was a Lutheran pastor in Berlin when Hitler came to power. He protested Nazi interference in church affairs and Nazi persecution of Jews. He started the movement that grew to become the Confessing Church — a church that opposed Hitler and his policies.

Hitler hated Niemoeller, and in 1938 had him arrested.

Niemoeller was a brave man, but he feared what lay ahead.

But as he was being led down a long corridor to the courtroom where he would be tried, he heard a voice quietly quoting, in Latin, a verse from the Book of Proverbs (18:10): “Nomen Domini turris fortissimo,” the voice said. “The name of the Lord is a strong tower.”

The Latin was from the Catholic liturgy, which is surely how the guard knew them — but Niemoeller knew them too.

“Nomen Domini turris fortissimo” — “The Lord is a strong tower.”

It was a call for Niemoeller to have courage, even as he entered the lion’s den. Those words gave Niemoeller strength to face what lay ahead.

When I read that story, I was amazed not only at Niemoeller’s courage, but also at the courage of that guard. If anyone else had understood his words, he would have shared Niemoeller’s fate. I won’t know that guard’s name until I get to heaven, but I think of him as one of the great heroes of the Christian faith. “Nomen Domini turris fortissimo” — “The Lord is a strong tower.”

Niemoeller was imprisoned at Dachau, where so many died. He survived seven years in that concentration camp — survived to help rebuild the church in Germany and to lead his people to face their guilt.

He is famous for these words:

First they came for the communists

and I did not speak out because I was not a communist.

Then they came for the trade unionists

and I did not speak out because I was not a trade unionist.

Then they came for the Jews

and I did not speak out because I was not a Jew.

Finally, they came for me

and there was no one left to speak out.

Jesus said, “Everyone who acknowledges me before others, I also will acknowledge before my Father in heaven.”

This is a call to be brave disciples – brave servants – brave witnesses for Christ.

from Sermon: Brave Servants, by Rev. Bill Hayes Of Wentworth Presbyterian Church; Wentworth, North Caroli via Kerux Sermon and Illustration Database persecution

She Wouldn't Trample the Cross

During China’s Boxer Rebellion of 1900, insurgents captured a mission station, locked all the gates but one, and in front of that one gate placed a cross flat on the ground. Then the word was passed to those inside that any who trampled the cross underfoot would be permitted their freedom and life, but that any refusing would be shot. Terribly frightened, the first seven students trampled the cross under their feet and were allowed to go free. But the eighth student, a young girl, refused to commit the sacrilegious act. Kneeling beside the cross in prayer for strength, she arose and moved carefully around the cross, and went out to face the firing squad. Strengthened by her example, every one of the remaining ninety-two students followed her to the firing squad.

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Today in the Word, February 1989, p. 17

from Rev. Wil Pounds In Sermon "God's Payday", Kerux Sermon #6508 via Kerux Sermon and Illustration Database examplecourage

Sermon: Bow Or Burn

Daniel 3:5

Sermon in Daniel series, #3. Daniel 3:5-18

BOW OR BURN

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I. Stalin's great tower.

II. Nebuchadnezzar's statue.

A. The dream had been of a statue with various qualities.

B. This statue definitely reflects the dream.

C. Chaldean officials set a trap. 3:8

III. Facing a fiery furnace.

A. The Jews don't rely on fancy words to escape the dilemma. 3:16

B. Our God is able.

C. Even if he doesn't...

IV. God comes through in a big way.

A. They are delivered.

B. God keeps them company.

V. Lessons to be learned.

A. Spiritual interest is not salvation.

B. All things work for good to those who love God.

C. God promises to give us grace in our time of need. Heb 4:16

VI. God outlasts any statue.

A. Where is Stalin's tower today?

B. Before whom do YOU bow?

from Condensed sermon outline (handout) by Rev. David Holwick · Rev. David Holwick, Serm08g.pco via Kerux Sermon and Illustration Database couragefaith

His Easter Prayer Changed Men

Luke 23:34

April 22, 1973. It was Easter Sunday. In the African country of Uganda — a nation at the time under the absolute rule of Dictator Idi Amin — Kefa Sempangi was a pastor in that tortured land. Under the growing shadow of Amin, Uganda was becoming a land of terror. Still fresh in Sempangi’s memory was a face burned beyond recognition, the sight of soldiers cruelly beating a man, and the horrible sound of boots crushing bones. Sempangi was exhausted and wondered what difference his sermon that morning could make. He prayed for wisdom and strength and then delivered his sermon to 7,000 people.

Afterward he made his way to the vestry, tired but joyful. Five men followed him into the small building and closed the door behind them. Sempangi turned around to find five rifles pointed at his face. He had never seen any of them before, but immediately recognized them as the secret police of the State Research Bureau — Idi Amin’s assassins. Their faces were full of pure hate and rage. “We are going to kill you,” said the leader. “If you have something to say, say it now.”

Sempangi stood there feeling himself lose control. He thought of his wife and child and began to shake. Somehow he managed to speak. “I do not need to plead my own cause,” he said. “I am a dead man already. My life is dead and hidden in Christ. So if I die, I’ll be alive. It is your lives that are in danger; you are dead in your sins. I will pray to God that after you have killed me, He will spare you from eternal destruction.”

The leader looked at him with curiosity. Then he lowered his gun and ordered the others to do the same. “Will you pray for us now?” the leader of the assassins asked. Though fearing it was a trick, Sempangi asked them all to bow their heads and close their eyes. “Father in heaven,” he prayed, “You who have forgiven men in the past, forgive these men also. Do not let them perish in their sins but bring them unto yourself.”

Sempangi lifted his head, waiting for the men to pull the triggers. But then he noticed their faces. Gone was the hate and rage, and when the leader spoke, it was without contempt. “You have helped us,” he said, “and we will help you. We will speak to the rest of our company and they will leave you alone. Do not fear for your life. It is in our hands and you will be protected.” Relief and joy flooded Sempangi’s heart. God’s love had given him the strength to say a simple prayer — one that changed the lives of those five men forever.[1] No, six men, for Kefa Sempangi’s life was changed forever. No, a church of 7,000 people was changed forever.

I’m glad Jesus wasn’t there in the tomb on Easter Sunday 1973. I’m glad He went on to Galilee in Uganda. I’m also glad Kefa Sempangi followed Him to that Galilee in Uganda. I’m glad lives were changed that day. Easter always grants us strength to change.

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1. This story appeared in WEAVINGS: A JOURNAL OF THE CHRISTIAN LIFE (May/June 1988) 3, pp. 33-36.

from Kerux Sermon #26403 · Rev. Jimmy Gentry, www.preaching.com via Kerux Sermon and Illustration Database courageprayertransformation

You Have To Kill Me First

Luke 10:25

Dr. Alan J. Meenan, tells an important story that emerged from the Los Angeles riots some years ago. These were the same riots that made Rodney King a household name. A Hispanic man by the name of Fidel Lopez was trapped by this race-based rioting. He was beaten within an inch of his life, battered by bottles and bats, punched in the face with angry fists, and kicked mercilessly, until an African American minister, Bernie Newton, threw himself on top of him. Bernie Newton cried to the crowd, “If you kill this man, you’re going to kill me first.”

When he finally out-shouted the rioters, he got Fidel into his car, and took him to the Daniel Freeman Hospital. Some time later, he raised $3,000 from a collection in his own congregation to give to Fidel. That was the amount of money the rioters had stolen from him.

Later Mr. Lopez asked Reverend Newton, “How can I begin to thank you? You saved my life. Why did you do what you did? Why did you risk your own life?”

Bernie Newton answered, “Because I am a Christian. Because I believe in sowing love not hate. Because I believe in healing and not hurting. Because I believe in Jesus the Prince of Peace and the Prince of Love.”

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Hollywood Pulpit, http://www.fpch.org/hollywoodpulpit.org/sermon031005.html.

from Collected Sermons From Seven Worlds Publishing · King Duncan via Kerux Sermon and Illustration Database risk

One For the Team

This story was told by an old priest one Sunday. It is a true story of when he served in the military.

One day their drill sergeant came out and threw a hand grenade into a group of young soldiers. The man all ran away and took cover away from the grenade. Then the drill sergeant told them that the grenade was not set to explode and he just did it to see their reaction. The next day a newly recruited soldier joined the group. The drill sergeant told the other soldiers not to tell the new soldier what was going to happen. As the drill sergeant came out and threw the grenade into the crowd of soldiers, the new soldier, not knowing it wasn’t going to explode, threw himself on top of the grenade to prevent it from killing the other men. He was willing to die for his fellow soldiers.

That year the young man was awarded the only medal for courage and bravery that had not been won during battle.

from (unknown) · Unknown via Kerux Sermon and Illustration Database

Quotations on Courage

“The first quality of courage is the willingness to launch with no guarantees. The second quality of courage is the ability to endure when there is no success in sight.” — Brian Tracy

“A man of courage flees forward in the midst of new things.” — Jacques Maritain

“Courage is resistance to fear, mastery of fear — not absence of fear. Except a creature be part coward it is not a compliment to say it is brave.” — Mark Twain

“The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena; whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs and comes short again and again; who knows the great enthusiasms, the great devotions, and spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement; and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly.” — Theodore Roosevelt

“Courage is rightly considered the foremost of virtues, for upon it, all others depend.” — Winston Churchill

“What counts is not necessarily the size of the dog in the fight – it’s the size of the fight in the dog.” — Dwight D. Eisenhower

from Sundry · Various via Kerux Sermon and Illustration Database

Armed With Faith: the Amazing Story of Antoinette Tuff

How do we respond when everything is on the line? In fear, or in faith? Or perhaps in a little of both? Well, one amazing story is getting national attention, and I want you to hear it.

The scene had all the makings of yet another tragedy. Twenty-year-old Michael Hill walked into the Ronald E. McNair Learning Academy in Decatur, Georgia, armed with an AK-47, five hundred rounds of ammunition, and in his words, “nothing to live for.”

Yet events in Decatur didn’t turn into another Newtown [Connecticut school massacre], thanks to the grace of God and a remarkable woman armed only with her faith.

That woman was Antoinette Tuff, the school’s bookkeeper. After Hill took her as a hostage, Tuff acted as the go-between for Hill and the authorities. It was Tuff who relayed Hill’s demands that the police stop using their radios and “stop all movement” or else he would start shooting.

But that’s not all that she did. Tuff started talking to her captor. Specifically, she started talking to him out of her own experience and as a Christian. As she told CNN, “I was just praying.... in the inside of myself and saying ‘God, what do I say now? What do I do now?’ I just kept saying that on the inside because I knew that I had no words to say.”

But she found the words. She referred to Hill as “Sir,” “sweetie, and “baby.” She told him that “we’re not going to hate you.” She then went one step further and told him that “I just want you to know I love you, though, OK?”

And she didn’t stop there. Understanding that Hill was a troubled soul — he had actually gone off his psychiatric medication — she shared her own struggles and pain. She told him about her divorce, her disabled son and her own thoughts of suicide, adding that “We all go through something in life. You’re gonna be OK. Sweetheart.”

She even offered to walk outside with him if he turned himself in to make sure that the police wouldn’t shoot him.

Through a combination of love, empathy, and grace she persuaded Hill to surrender, and then told him that she was proud of him.

After the ordeal, she told the 911 dispatcher who heard and recorded her entire conversation with Hill, “I’ve never been so scared in all the days of my life. Oh, Jesus.”

She told CNN’s Anderson Cooper that part of what helped her was a sermon series her pastor had started on the previous Sunday about being “anchored in the Lord.” In fact, the morning before her encounter with Hill she had started studying what the pastor had to say about being “anchored in the Lord.”

As Cooper told her, “That was good timing of that sermon,” to which she replied, “Very good timing.”

I can’t imagine what she was feeling while Hill pointed a gun at her, and I don’t want to imagine what it would be like to be in her shoes. All I want to do is pray that if I’m ever in such a position that I would respond with a fraction of the grace, love, empathy, and courage that Antoinette Tuff did.

The word “hero” gets thrown around pretty promiscuously in our culture. We often use it when what we really mean is “reliable” or even just “celebrity.”

But Antoinette Tuff is the real deal. She is a reminder of what Christian courage looks like: She didn’t need a weapon, just her faith and a willingness to love the unlovable and to share her own pain, failures, and struggles, knowing that the rest was in God’s hands.

Oh Jesus, indeed.

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Copyright (c) 2013 Prison Fellowship Ministries. Reprinted with permission. "BreakPoint" is a radio ministry of Prison Fellowship Ministries.

The Man Who Sneaked Into Auschwitz [2 Versions]

In September of 1940, a Polish army captain named Witold Pilecki, did what no one could imagine, he sneaked into the Auschwitz concentration camp. Pilecki was a committed Christian and Polish patriot who couldn’t sit by and watch what was going on in there. His goal was to gather information on the horrible things happening inside the barbed wire, but knew he could only do that if he was inside.

He devised a daring plan that his superiors approved. They provided Pilecki with a false identity card that bore a Jewish name, and then Pilecki allowed himself to be arrested by the Nazis during a routine street roundup in Warsaw. He was sent to Auschwitz and given inmate number 4859. Pilecki, who had a wife and two children, knew he was saying goodbye to all that he knew and loved on earth, aware that he very well might not survive. Inside the camp he was treated like every other prisoner; he was beaten, harassed and threatened with death.

From inside he began to carry out his mission, organizing inmates into resistance units, boosting morale and documenting war crimes. Pilecki had couriers who smuggled out detailed reports on the atrocities he saw firsthand. He helped organize a secret radio station using scrap parts. His information provided Western allies with key intelligence information about Auschwitz.

In the spring of 1943, Pilecki joined the camp bakery where he overpowered a guard and escaped. From the outside he completed his report which estimated that some 2 million persons had died in the camp. When his eyewitness reports reached London, officials thought he was exaggerating.

This is an amazing story about a dedicated and selfless man. One Jewish writer summarized Pilecki’s life this way: "Once he set his mind to the good, he never wavered, never stopped. He crossed the great human divide that separates knowing the right thing from doing the right thing.”

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Rob Eshman, “The Man Who Snuck into Auschwitz,” JewishJournal.com,12-5-12; Captain Witold Pilecki, The Auschwitz Volunteer, A. Polonica, 2012

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Version from NPR:

“Meet the Man Who Sneaked Into Auschwitz,” NPR staff, September 18, 2010

This weekend [September 2010] marks the 70th anniversary of a World War II milestone few people have heard before. It’s the story of a Polish army captain named Witold Pilecki.

In September 1940, Pilecki didn’t know exactly what was going on in Auschwitz, but he knew someone had to find out. He would spend two and a half years in the prison camp, smuggling out word of the methods of execution and interrogation. He would eventually escape and author the first intelligence report on the camp.

The Mystery of Auschwitz

In the early years of the war, little was known about the area near the town Germans called Auschwitz.

Poland was in a state of chaos. It was divided in half — Nazi Germany claiming one side, Soviet Russia on the other. The Polish resistance had gone underground.

Pilecki wanted to infiltrate the Auschwitz camp, but he had difficulty getting commanders to sign off on the mission. At the time, it was thought of as POW camp.

“They didn’t realize the information from inside the camp was that vital,” says Ryszard Bugajski, a Polish filmmaker who directed the 2006 film The Death of Captain Pilecki.

Pilecki was eventually cleared to insert himself into a street round-up of Poles in Warsaw on Sept. 19, 1940. Upon arrival, he learned Auschwitz was far from anything the Resistance had imagined.

Life As A Number

“Together with a hundred other people, I at least reached the bathroom,” Pilecki’s Auschwitz report reads. “Here we gave everything away into bags, to which respective numbers were tied. Here our hair of head and body were cut off, and we were slightly sprinkled by cold water. I got a blow in my jaw with a heavy rod. I spat out my two teeth. Bleeding began. From that moment we became mere numbers — I wore the number 4859.”

That was a small and early number for a camp that would — one year later — see numbers in the 15,000s.

Alex Storozynski, president and executive director of the Kosciuszko Foundation, tells NPR’s Mike Pesca that one of the early signs of Auschwitz’s true purpose to Pilecki was the prisoners’ diet. “The food rations were calculated in such a way that people would live for six weeks,” Storozynski says.

Here’s Pilecki’s description of what a German officer told him: “ ‘Whoever will live longer — it means he steals. You will be placed in a special commando, where you will live short.’ This was aimed to cause as quick a mental breakdown as possible.”

Smuggling Out Word of the Horrors Within

Pilecki was assigned to backbreaking work — carrying rocks in a wheelbarrow. But he also managed to gather intelligence on the camp and smuggle messages out with prisoners who escaped. SS soldiers assigned Poles to take their laundry into town, and sometimes messages could be smuggled along with the dirty clothes to be passed to the underground Polish army.

“The underground army was completely in disbelief about the horrors,” Storozynski explains. “About ovens, about gas chambers, about injections to murder people — people didn’t believe him. They thought he was exaggerating.”

Pilecki also hoped to organize an attack and mass escape from the camp. But no order could be procured for such a plan from Polish high command.

“We were waiting for an order, as we understood that without such one — although it would be a beautiful firework and unexpected for the world and for Poland — we could not agree to do that,” Pilecki wrote.

For the next two-and-a-half years, Pilecki slowly worked to feed his reports up the Polish chain of command to London.

“And in London,” Storozynski says, “the Polish government in exile told the British and the Americans, ‘You need to do something. You need to bomb the train tracks going to these camps. Or we have all these Polish paratroopers — drop them inside the camp. Let them help these people break out.’ But the British and the Americans just wouldn’t do anything.”

Pilecki’s Escape

Eventually, after nearly three years, Pilecki reported, “further stay here might be too dangerous and difficult for me.”

He planned an escape through a poorly secured back door in a bakery, where he’d managed to get a job. With a few other inmates, he ran into the night.

“Shots were fired behind us,” he wrote. “How fast we were running, it is hard to describe. We were tearing the air into rags by quick movements of our hands.”

After his escape, Pilecki continued to fight in the underground. But after the war, the Germans were replaced by a new occupying regime — the Soviets. Pilecki was again asked to gather intelligence, this time on the ways in which the communists were establishing themselves in Poland.

Filmmaker Bugajski explains, “He was actually captured by the communists, he was accused of espionage, and he was shot.”

A Story Revealed — At Last

There’s a reason many Americans have never heard the story of Witold Pilecki’s infiltration of Auschwitz. The communist regime in Poland censored any mention of his name in the public record — a ban that remained in place until the fall of the Berlin wall.

Only since then have documents emerged that reveal his story — and that allowed Bugajski to accurately portray it in his film.

That film ends with an epilogue, as the actor who plays Pilecki, Marek Probosz, walks outside the same prison where Pilecki was executed.

“To our surprise, we see that this is free Poland,” Probosz explains. “That you can talk about Pilecki, and no one is going to spit in your face or stab you with a knife.”

Today there is a street in Warsaw named after Pilecki. A square might be named after him, too.

“Having a beautiful wife and two kids he loved dearly, he decided to leave them behind and go to Auschwitz.” Probosz says. “Human beings were the most precious thing for Pilecki, and especially those who were oppressed. He would do anything to liberate them, to help them.”

from Rev. Ken Larsen, Kerux sermon #65684 · Rob Eshman via Kerux Sermon and Illustration Database courage

I Refuse To Be Discouraged

I refuse to be discouraged,

To be sad, or to cry;

I refuse to be downhearted,

and here’s the reason why…

I have a God who’s mighty,

Who’s sovereign and supreme;

I have a God who loves me,

and I am on His team.

He is all wise and powerful,

Jesus is His name;

Though everything is changeable,

My God remains the same.

My God knows all that’s happening;

Beginning to the end,

His presence is my comfort,

He is my dearest friend.

When sickness comes to weaken me,

To bring my head down low,

I call upon my mighty God;

Into His arms I go.

When circumstances threaten

To rob me from my peace;

He draws me close unto His breast,

Where all my strivings cease.

And when my heart melts within me,

and weakness takes control;

He gathers me into His arms,

He soothes my heart and soul.

The great “I AM” is with me,

My life is in His hand,

The “Son of the Lord” is my hope,

It’s in His strength I stand.

I refuse to be defeated,

My eyes are on my God;

He has promised to be with me,

as through this life I trod.

I’m looking past all my circumstances,

To Heaven’s throne above;

My prayers have reached the heart of God,

I’m resting in His love.

I give God thanks in everything,

My eyes are on His face;

The battle’s His, the victory is mine;

He’ll help me win the race.

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Heroism of Children

Luke 17:10

The heroism of childhood is remarkable. Every week the newspapers tell of some child’s self-sacrifice that is almost beyond belief, were it not substantiated by facts. Even very young children do many brave acts that older persons would shrink from. A short time since a young lad sat reading a new book which had just come out, entitled “Under Dewey at Manila.”[*] He was exceedingly interested in the story of those brave heroes and said to his mother who was in the next room, “O, mother, how I wish I could be a hero!”

A very short time afterwards he heard his mother scream and rushing to the kitchen found her enveloped in flames. He tried to save her, and his presence of mind enabled him to do so, but he was so badly burned that he died from the effects of his burns. The daily papers wrote up the case, and the reading public in the great city of New York spoke of that boy’s bravery in giving his own life for his mother’s, and then like other notable instances of such courage, it passed out of thought and gave place to newer startling facts.

But that young lad was as true a hero as those he had been reading about in the line of battle and we are sorry that the item regarding the sad affair has been lost so that we cannot at this writing give the name of the boy. It is pathetic to see the devotion of the children of the poor to their parents and sisters and brothers.

In front of one of the large stores in the city at holiday time a little boy stopped to look at the show windows. He was wheeling his baby brother out for an airing and stopped in the crowd with the baby carriage. The little caretaker was feasting his eyes on the pretty things in the window which would make many children happy at Christmas time. All at once he heard the voice of a lady say, “That child in the carriage looks as if he were dead.” The boy turned and looking at the face of what he thought was his sleeping brother, saw a look he had never seen there before. A crowd gathered and a policeman came up and said, “The child is dead. Take him home,” and the little heartbroken brother, amid his sobs, took the little dead baby home, the policeman and some of the kindhearted people going with him.

In the tenement house where they lived it was learned that the baby had been ill, but he seemed so much better that morning that the mother thought it would do him good to get out into the sunshine and fresh air and had taken that opportunity to go away from home to work that she might earn a little extra money. It was pitiful to see the older brother’s great grief when he found the little baby he loved so much was really dead. He was afraid he had not done as he ought, perhaps he had kept it out too long in the cold air.

The homecoming of that afflicted mother was indeed a sad one. But she said to the older brother, “Don’t cry so, dear. You were always good to the baby and always willing to give up your own fun to take care of him.” We do not realize as we should the struggles and heroism of these children of the tenements.

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“Present Day Parables” by J. Wilbur Chapman

[*] This book can still be purchased on the internet; it was first published in 1898.

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A Church of Courage

Acts 4:29

The following is a book excerpt from “Willing to Risk it All for His Name’s Sake” written by Eric Reese. Eric and Ramona Reese have served with the Southern Baptist International Mission Board in Brazil for 22 years.

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The pastor of a congregation in the slum of Santa Lucas invited me to preach during a special event for his church. Several murders had recently occurred in the community, and the pastor wanted me to encourage his people to not be fearful. He told me the theme of the event: “Men of God who are not fearful.”

Based on the title, I wasn’t sure I was the best choice to speak, but I accepted his invitation anyway.

A young seminary student named John accompanied me. His job while I preached was to pray, because I knew we were going into a dangerous community.

I preached on a familiar story — David and Goliath. I had three main points I wanted to make.

The first was that men of God who stand for God are not afraid to fight for God. I explained the point. “If someone came to me to say that Jesus is not Lord, I would stand my ground and be willing to say that He is Lord. I would be willing to fight for what is true.”

As soon as I said that, gunshots erupted from out in the community.

The only person who hit the deck was the guest-speaking American missionary invited to tell the locals that men of God are men of courage. John laughed out loud. I looked out from my prone position to see smiles across the congregation. I stood up, apologized, and resumed preaching.

My second point was that David carried with him memories of being willing to fight for the right.

King Saul told David he was too young to fight Goliath, yet David told Saul how when he was a young shepherd, he killed a lion and a bear that threatened his sheep.

As if on cue, shots rang out again. This time, though, they came from a machine gun. And this time, the bullets hit the church building. One bullet went through the top of a wall and hit a ceiling fan in the sanctuary. Again, I hit the deck. This time, I wasn’t alone. The entire congregation dived onto the floor to avoid potential crossfire coming through the windows.

The front doors to the church also served as the front doors to the sanctuary. With no foyer or lobby, only the doors separated the sanctuary from outside. I looked toward the two doors right as a man’s hand reached through one. Then the hand fell hard to the floor.

A member of the congregation crawled to the doorway and saw that the man was dead from a gunshot to the head.

I had heard gunshots many times while preaching or sitting in a church, but I had never witnessed anyone die at the church door. The fear I felt in that sanctuary was as pure as any fear I had ever felt. But as had happened many times when I experienced fear, God’s peace overcame me in a way stronger than the fear.

With one man having died at the door, I figured the event faced a premature ending. As I wondered when it would be safe for John and me to return to my truck and head home, the pastor got up at the front of the church and announced, “Pastor Eric now will finish his message.”

Pastor Eric will now do what? Pastor Eric is ready to go home!

Quietly I said to the pastor, “I don’t know. Do you think this is — ”

“Come on and finish the message, Pastor!” he interrupted. “God is using you!”

With much hesitation — and with fear mixed in, too — I returned to the pulpit and picked up with point three: the battle was not David’s, it was the Lord’s.

“I can present myself in front of a giant,” I said to the congregation, “but if I’m going to win, I am going to need God’s help.”

You might have a difficult time believing this, but I’ll call God as my witness that at the end of my third point, gunfire broke out yet again. Everyone scrambled to the floor, and we stayed there as the gunfire continued for at least five minutes. Between shots, I heard a body drop just outside the doorway. A man in the church crawled over to peek out.

Another man had been killed, within arm’s length of the young man whose body still lay at the church doors. It struck me that when both dead members of the drug gang had been shot, they were trying to get into the church for refuge. Tears started flowing from my eyes at the thought of two men killed so close to a place that could have saved them in more ways than one.

The pastor came over and told me that he had shared the gospel with the first young man a week earlier, but that the man not been interested.

“I wish I had done more,” the pastor said several times.

All I could do was encourage the pastor by telling him to remember that he had done his best and that God’s Word never returns void. The pastor broke down crying.

A woman behind us cried out, “Does God love us?”

By 2:30 in the morning, morgue representatives had removed the bodies and the police had wrapped up their interviews.

The congregation, stunned by the events, began singing “Amazing Grace.” There wasn’t one dry eye in the place. I took my place at the front of the church again and recited Psalm 30:5, reminding the people that “ ... weeping may endure for a night, but joy comes in the morning.”

I turned to 1 Corinthians 13 to answer the question the woman had cried out earlier: “Does God love us?” The answer, I told the people, was in the cross. That was where we saw the love of God. Even while we were God’s enemies, He loved us by sending Christ to die for us.

I concluded with a question for the congregation: “Who here tonight will share with those outside that God loves them?”

Everyone in the sanctuary stood and moved to the front of the church. Many were crying as they came forward.

After a time of prayer at the front, I walked to the church doors and looked outside. It was 4:30 in the morning. After a night of high emotions inside, a few policemen had been posted in the area, and everything finally appeared calm outside. The pastor came over to me, and I asked if he thought we could prayer-walk around the known drug-selling points.

We asked who in the congregation would join us, and almost everyone still there committed to going. We left the building praying and singing. At one of our stops, the pastor prayed loudly and with authority that God would close down the selling points.

Two weeks after the event, the pastor called me. His church’s congregation had doubled in size, he said, and he asked if I would come back to train his people in evangelism. I asked why more people were coming to the church, and he explained that when residents in the neighborhood had seen us praying and singing in the streets, they thought we were brave.

“They thought it was bravery that allowed us to prayer-walk through the community,” he told me. “But it wasn’t bravery — it was our faith in God.”

When I returned for the training, the inside of the church was standing room only.

Six months later, the paramilitary stormed into Santa Lucas and removed or killed the drug dealers. The community became drug-free, and the church had so many people in attendance that it required two services to hold them all.

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