{"id":892,"date":"2016-08-15T23:01:35","date_gmt":"2016-08-16T04:01:35","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.biblia.work\/sermons\/jealousy\/"},"modified":"2016-08-15T23:01:35","modified_gmt":"2016-08-16T04:01:35","slug":"jealousy","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.biblia.work\/sermons\/jealousy\/","title":{"rendered":"Jealousy"},"content":{"rendered":"<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:6.0pt;line-height:normal'><b>Feathers<\/b><\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:3.0pt;text-indent:18.0pt;line-height: normal'>There is a fable of an eagle which could outfly another, and the other didn\u2019t like it. The latter saw a sportsman one day, and said to him: \u201cI wish you would bring down that eagle.\u201d<\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:3.0pt;text-indent:18.0pt;line-height: normal'>The sportsman replied that he would if he only had some feathers to put into the arrow. So the eagle pulled one out of his wing. he arrow was shot, but didn\u2019t quite reach the rival eagle; it was flying too high. The envious eagle pulled out more feathers, and kept pulling them out until he lost so many that he couldn\u2019t fly, and then the sportsman turned around and killed him. <\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:3.0pt;text-indent:18.0pt;line-height: normal'>My friend, if you are jealous, the only man you can hurt is yourself. <\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal align=right style='margin-bottom:6.0pt;text-align:right; line-height:normal'>Moody\u2019s Anecdotes, pp. 44-45<\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:6.0pt;line-height:normal'><b>Equal Pay for Unequal Work<\/b><\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:3.0pt;text-indent:18.0pt;line-height: normal'>The parable of the vineyard workers (Matt. 20) offends our sense of fairness. Why should everyone get equal pay for unequal work? <\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:3.0pt;text-indent:18.0pt;line-height: normal'>Back in Ontario when the apples ripened, Mom would sit all seven of us down, Dad included, with pans and paring knives until the mountain of fruit was reduced to neat rows of filled canning jars. She never bothered keeping track of how many we did, though the younger ones undoubtedly proved more of a nuisance than a help: cut fingers, squabbles over who got which pan, apple core fights. But when the job was done, the reward for everyone was the same: the largest chocolate-dipped cone money could buy. A stickler might argue it wasn\u2019t quite fair since the older ones actually peeled apples. But I can\u2019t remember anyone complaining about it. A family understands it operates under a different set of norms than a courtroom. In fact, when the store ran out of ice cream and my younger brother had to make do with a popsicle, we felt sorry for him despite his lack of productivity (he\u2019d eaten all the apples he\u2019d peeled that day\u2014both of them). <\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:3.0pt;text-indent:18.0pt;line-height: normal'>God wants all his children to enjoy the complete fullness of eternal life. No true child of God wants it any other way.<\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:3.0pt;text-indent:18.0pt;line-height: normal'>&#8211; Robert De Moor<\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal align=right style='margin-bottom:6.0pt;text-align:right; line-height:normal'>Source unknown<\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:6.0pt;line-height:normal'><b>What A Catastrophe<\/b><\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:3.0pt;text-indent:18.0pt;line-height: normal'>Irish novelist and playwright Samuel Beckett received great recognition for his work\u2014but not everyone savored his accomplishments. Beckett\u2019s marriage, in fact, was soured by his wife\u2019s jealousy of his growing fame and success as a writer. One day in 1969 his wife Suzanne answered the telephone, listened for a moment, spoke briefly, and hung up. She then turned to Beckett and with a stricken look whispered, \u201cWhat a catastrophe!\u201d <\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:3.0pt;text-indent:18.0pt;line-height: normal'>Was it a devastating personal tragedy? No, she had just learned that Beckett had been awarded the Nobel Prize for Literature! <\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal align=right style='margin-bottom:6.0pt;text-align:right; line-height:normal'>Today in the Word, February, 1991, p. 15<\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:6.0pt;line-height:normal'><b>Two Rivals<\/b><\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:3.0pt;text-indent:18.0pt;line-height: normal'>Two shopkeepers were bitter rivals. Their stores were directly across the street from each other, and they would spend each day keeping track of each other\u2019s business. If one got a customer, he would smile in triumph at his rival. <\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:3.0pt;text-indent:18.0pt;line-height: normal'>One night an angel appeared to one of the shopkeepers in a dream and said, \u201cI will give you anything you ask, but whatever you receive, your competitor will receive twice as much. Would you be rich? You can be very rich, but he will be twice as wealthy. Do you wish to live a long and healthy life? You can, but his life will be longer and healthier. What is your desire?\u201d <\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:3.0pt;text-indent:18.0pt;line-height: normal'>The man frowned, thought for a moment, and then said, \u201cHere is my request: Strike me blind in one eye!\u201d <\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:3.0pt;text-indent:18.0pt;line-height: normal'>One sign of jealousy is when it\u2019s easier to show sympathy and \u201cweep with those who weep\u201d than it is to exhibit joy and \u201crejoice with those who rejoice.\u201d <\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal align=right style='margin-bottom:6.0pt;text-align:right; line-height:normal'>Thomas Lindberg <\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:6.0pt;line-height:normal'><b>Quote<\/b><\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:3.0pt;text-indent:18.0pt;line-height: normal'>It is the eyes of other people that ruin us. If all but myself were blind, I should want neither a fine house nor fine furniture. &#8211; Benjamin Franklin<\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal align=right style='margin-bottom:6.0pt;text-align:right; line-height:normal'>Source unknown<\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:6.0pt;line-height:normal'><b>Leading Poet<\/b><\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:3.0pt;text-indent:18.0pt;line-height: normal'>For many years Sir Walter Scott was the leading literary figure in the British Empire. No one could write as well as he. Then the works of Lord Byron began to appear, and their greatness was immediately evident. Soon an anonymous critic praised his poems in a London Paper. He declared that in the presence of these brilliant works of poetic genius, Scott could no longer be onsidered the leading poet of England. It was later discovered that the unnamed reviewer had been none other than Sir Walter Scott himself!<\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal align=right style='margin-bottom:6.0pt;text-align:right; line-height:normal'>Source Unknown<\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:6.0pt;line-height:normal'><b>Jealousy and Envy<\/b><\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:3.0pt;text-indent:18.0pt;line-height: normal'>There is a distinction between jealousy and envy. To envy is to want something which belongs to another person. \u201cYou shall not covet your neighbor\u2019s house, his wife or his servant, his ox or donkey or anything that belongs to your neighbor.\u201d <\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal style='margin-bottom:3.0pt;text-indent:18.0pt;line-height: normal'>In contrast, jealousy is the fear that something which we possess will be taken away by another person. Although jealousy can apply to our jobs, our possessions, or our reputations, the word more often refers to anxiety which comes when we are afraid that the affections of a loved one might be lost to a rival. We fear that our mates, or perhaps our children, will be lured away by some other person who, when compared to us, seems to be more attractive, capable and successful. <\/p>\n<p class=MsoNormal align=right style='margin-bottom:6.0pt;text-align:right; line-height:normal'>Dr. Gary Collins, in Homemade, July, 1985<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Feathers There is a fable of an eagle which could outfly another, and the other didn\u2019t like it. The latter saw a sportsman one day, and said to him: \u201cI wish you would bring down that eagle.\u201d The sportsman replied that he would if he only had some feathers to put into the arrow. 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