{"id":5279,"date":"2016-08-16T03:18:54","date_gmt":"2016-08-16T08:18:54","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.biblia.work\/sermons\/self-righteousness\/"},"modified":"2016-08-16T03:18:54","modified_gmt":"2016-08-16T08:18:54","slug":"self-righteousness","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.biblia.work\/sermons\/self-righteousness\/","title":{"rendered":"SELF-RIGHTEOUSNESS"},"content":{"rendered":"<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal'><b>5612<\/b><b> Rolls-Royce Reasoning<\/b><\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 18.0pt;line-height:normal'>Driving his new Rolls-Royce through the Alps, an Englishman had his composure jolted when a front spring broke as he was making a tight curve at high speed. After limping into the nearest Swiss town, he explained his problem by phone to Rolls-Royce, Ltd., in England. The next day a company representative appeared, replaced the spring, and the Englishman purred on his way. <\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 18.0pt;line-height:normal'>Back in England, realizing that no bill had come through from Rolls, he called to ask them to check their records for \u201cSwiss repair of broken spring.\u201d A few minutes later, a most correct Rolls manager was on the phone. \u201cThere must be some mistake, sir. There is no such thing as a broken spring on a Rolls-Royce.\u201d<\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal align=right style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:right;line-height:normal'><i>\u2014Tide<\/i><\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal'><b>5613<\/b><b> That Printer\u2019s High-Speed Press<\/b><\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 18.0pt;line-height:normal'>Notice in the Corning, Calif., <i>Observer<\/i>: \u201cIf today\u2019s copy of this newspaper looks neater, nicer and better-printed, it is because it was printed on our fabulous high-speed web press which was christened locally with this issue. <\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 18.0pt;line-height:normal'>\u201cIf today\u2019s copy of this newspaper does not look neater, nicer and better-printed, it is because no one really knows how to run our fabulous high-speed press yet.\u201d<\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal'><b>5614<\/b><b> No-Loss Chess Masters<\/b><\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 18.0pt;line-height:normal'>During the Fischer-Spassky chess matches in Iceland, a reporter wrote about the 80-plus grandmasters who watched the world championship change hands. <\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 18.0pt;line-height:normal'>The reporter noted that grandmasters, the top chess players in the world, \u201cnever err.\u201d If the games take a different course from the one they predict, the fault is not with their analysis. They insist it is because Spassky or Fischer failed to follow the correct line. Since grandmasters are infallible, it follows that they themselves have never lost a game because they were outplayed. <\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 18.0pt;line-height:normal'>Grandmasters only lose games because they get sick, or because the climate is too hot or too cold, or because they make a finger slip in a won position, or because an opponent cheats, or because they have had too much to eat or drink. Never in the history of grandmasters chess has a healthy player lost a game. <\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal align=right style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:right;line-height:normal'>\u2014David S. McCarthy<\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal'><b>5615<\/b><b> Unlike That Pharisee<\/b><\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 18.0pt;line-height:normal'>A Sunday School teacher had done a good piece of teaching her class of boys, explaining the hard heart of the Pharisee. What a thing for a man to say: \u201cI thank thee, that I am not as other men are!\u201d This surely was no attitude for anyone to take. At the close of the lesson she had the youngsters lead in short prayers, and one boy, without any apparent beating on his own chest, prayed: \u201cWe thank thee, God, that we are not like that Pharisee!\u201d Do we sometimes pray like that boy? (Luke 18:11) <\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal align=right style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:right;line-height:normal'><i>\u2014United Presbyterian <\/i><\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal'><b>5616<\/b><b> Stole Car To Get To Court! <\/b><\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 18.0pt;line-height:normal'>Oldham, England (UPI)\u2014A magistrate sentenced Junior Burton, 23, to a month in jail for stealing a car so he could get to court in time to face car theft charges. <\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 18.0pt;line-height:normal'>\u201cHe took the car because he had no other means of getting to court,\u201d Defence Attorney John Burton told the magistrate. <\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal'><b>5617<\/b><b> The Accuser In Jury Box<\/b><\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 18.0pt;line-height:normal'>Down under, in the southern continent of Australia, court was in session. The judge was on the bench in all his dignity. A learned array of lawyers was there. The courtroom was crowded, because it was a sensational case. A man was suing his uncle for alienation of affections. He claimed that his uncle stole his wife\u2019s love. That kind of lawsuit attracts a lot of attention anywhere in the world, and it was one of the local sensations in Australia. <\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 18.0pt;line-height:normal'>The testimony was about to begin when the defendant, the love-pirate uncle, rose and pointed at the jury. \u201cLook,\u201d he shouted, \u201clook!\u201d<\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 18.0pt;line-height:normal'>That was when the judge\u2019s eyes grew wide. He gasped, and his dignified British judicial wig nearly fell off his head. Consternation reigned in the courtroom\u2014because, there was the plaintiff. He was sitting on the jury that was to give a decision in his own lawsuit. <\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 18.0pt;line-height:normal'>There had been a slight mix-up when the jury had been selected. The name of the plaintiff had accidentally been included among those of the jurors called to serve, and the chap didn\u2019t seem to mind it at all. He went right through the proceedings, ready to render a decision, presumbly in favor of himself. The slip wasn\u2019t noticed until the jury filed in and the love-pirate uncle saw his nephew, big and bold, among the twelve men good and true. Whereupon the nephew did the Australian crawl out of the jury box, and the British courtroom was resumed. <\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal'><b>5618<\/b><b> Self-Righteous Prodigal<\/b><\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 18.0pt;line-height:normal'>On one of Mr. Moody\u2019s western campaigns, he was followed from city to city by an aged and broken man of venerable appearance who, in each place, asked the privilege of saying a word to the great congregations. He would stand up and in a quavering voice would say: \u201cIs my son George in this place? George, are you here? O George, are you here? O George, if you are here, come to me. Your old father loves you, George, and can\u2019t die content without seeing you again.\u201d Then the old man would sit down. <\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 18.0pt;line-height:normal'>One night a young man came to Mr. Moody\u2019s hotel and asked to see him. It was George. When the great evangelist asked him how he could find it in his heart to treat a loving father with such cruel neglect, the young man, said: \u201cI never thought of him; but Mr. Moody, I have tried to do all the good I could.\u201d That is a good picture of a self-righteous prodigal in the far country. He was generous with his money and with his words\u2014yet every moment of his infamous life he was trampling on the heart of a loving father. <\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal align=right style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:right;line-height:normal'>\u2014C. I. Scofield<\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal'><b>5619<\/b><b> One-Sided Bribe<\/b><\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent: 18.0pt;line-height:normal'>Gov. Folk, speaking on \u201cAn Era in Conscience,\u201d said: \u201cSix years ago a member of the Missouri legislature accepted $25,000 for his vote in regard to a certain bill. Later he received $50,000 from the other side, and returned the $25,000. When the man, who had turned state\u2019s evidence, related the story on the stand, the examining attorney asked him, \u201cWhy was it that you returned the $25,000?\u201d The legislator drew himself up to his full height, and in a voice that showed his scorn of the lawyer for such a question, answered: \u201cI\u2019d have you to know that I\u2019m too conscientious to take money from both sides!\u201d\u201d<\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal align=right style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:right;line-height:normal'>\u2014Aquilla Webb<\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt;line-height: normal'><b>5620<\/b><b> Epigram On Self-Righteousness<\/b><\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-top:0cm;margin-right:0cm;margin-bottom:0cm; margin-left:18.0pt;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent:-18.0pt;line-height:normal'>\u2022&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;We can be right without being self-righteous. <\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal align=right style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:right;line-height:normal'>\u2014Eisenhower<\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-top:0cm;margin-right:0cm;margin-bottom:0cm; margin-left:18.0pt;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent:-18.0pt;line-height:normal'>\u2022&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;I always like to hear a man talk about himself, because then I never hear anything but good. <\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal align=right style='margin-bottom:0cm;margin-bottom:.0001pt; text-align:right;line-height:normal'>\u2014Will Rogers<\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-top:0cm;margin-right:0cm;margin-bottom:0cm; margin-left:18.0pt;margin-bottom:.0001pt;text-indent:-18.0pt;line-height:normal'>\u2022&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;&nbsp;A bore is a man who spends so much time talking about himself that you can\u2019t talk about yourself. <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>5612 Rolls-Royce Reasoning Driving his new Rolls-Royce through the Alps, an Englishman had his composure jolted when a front spring broke as he was making a tight curve at high speed. After limping into the nearest Swiss town, he explained his problem by phone to Rolls-Royce, Ltd., in England. 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