Title: Midnight Memories
Author: Donald Cantrall
Text: Psalms 119:61-63
Thanksgiving Sermon
Psa 119:61 KJV - The bands of the wicked have robbed me: [but] I have not forgotten thy law.
Psa 119:62 KJV - At midnight I will rise to give thanks unto thee because of thy righteous judgments.
Psa 119:63 KJV - I [am] a companion of all [them] that fear thee, and of them that keep thy precepts.
I - One's Terrible Trials (61)
II - One's Timely Thanks (62)
III - One's Transcendent Team (63)
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The Darkness of Midnight
A young man's wife became very ill and died, leaving him alone with his four-year old daughter. The funeral service was simple and heavy with grief. After the burial, his neighbors gathered around him and invited them to bring his little girl and stay at one of their homes this first night.
They wanted to spare him the pain going home to an empty house. He thanked them but said that he and his baby girl needed to face it now. When they got home the father brought his daughter's little bed into his room, so they could face the dark night together.
As the minutes slipped by that night, the little girl was having a hard time sleeping; and so was the dad. Nothing could pierce his heart more than hearing his little girl sobbing for a mother who would never come back.
Long in the night the daughter continued to weep.
The father comforted her the best he could.
Finally, the little girl managed to stop crying and the father thought she had fallen asleep. The father looked up toward heaven and said, "Father, I trust you, but...it's as dark as midnight."
Hearing her dad's prayer, the little girl began to cry again.
"I thought you were asleep, baby," said her father. "Papa," the girl said, "I did try, but I couldn't go to sleep. Papa, did you ever know it could be so dark? Papa, I can't even see you, it's so dark. Then she drew close and whisper ...
Author: Donald Cantrall
Text: Psalms 119:61-63
Thanksgiving Sermon
Psa 119:61 KJV - The bands of the wicked have robbed me: [but] I have not forgotten thy law.
Psa 119:62 KJV - At midnight I will rise to give thanks unto thee because of thy righteous judgments.
Psa 119:63 KJV - I [am] a companion of all [them] that fear thee, and of them that keep thy precepts.
I - One's Terrible Trials (61)
II - One's Timely Thanks (62)
III - One's Transcendent Team (63)
This sermon contains a fully alliterated outline, with subpoints.
The Darkness of Midnight
A young man's wife became very ill and died, leaving him alone with his four-year old daughter. The funeral service was simple and heavy with grief. After the burial, his neighbors gathered around him and invited them to bring his little girl and stay at one of their homes this first night.
They wanted to spare him the pain going home to an empty house. He thanked them but said that he and his baby girl needed to face it now. When they got home the father brought his daughter's little bed into his room, so they could face the dark night together.
As the minutes slipped by that night, the little girl was having a hard time sleeping; and so was the dad. Nothing could pierce his heart more than hearing his little girl sobbing for a mother who would never come back.
Long in the night the daughter continued to weep.
The father comforted her the best he could.
Finally, the little girl managed to stop crying and the father thought she had fallen asleep. The father looked up toward heaven and said, "Father, I trust you, but...it's as dark as midnight."
Hearing her dad's prayer, the little girl began to cry again.
"I thought you were asleep, baby," said her father. "Papa," the girl said, "I did try, but I couldn't go to sleep. Papa, did you ever know it could be so dark? Papa, I can't even see you, it's so dark. Then she drew close and whisper ...
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