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Choose from the following Children's Sermons:

  • Showing Thankfulness, Luke 7:36 - 8:3
    by Rev. Frank Schaefer
      (see below)
     

  • The Sneetches  (7:36 - 8:3) children's story by Dr. Seuss  (see below)

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Showing Thankfulness
a children's sermon based on Luke 7:36 - 8:3
by Rev. Frank Schaefer

Good morning, my little friends, today's bible story is about a dinner.  Jesus was invited to a dinner.  Did any of you ever get invited for dinner at somebody's house?  Or maybe to a restaurant? Are the people who host the dinner extra nice to you?  They should since you are their guest, and guests should always be treated extra nice?  Was the table set nicely? Was the food good?  Did they give you desert?  (that's my favorite part of dinner too).

So, Jesus was invited to a dinner.  And as he was sitting at the table, a woman came in and washed his feet and poured ointment--good smelly oil--over his feet.  In Jesus' days, people did a lot of walking of dusty streets in sandals, and so they didn't only have to wash their hands before dinner, but also their feet.

The thing is: the host of the dinner actually did not offer to wash Jesus feet, but this women--who Jesus had never met--did it.  This woman was just so thankful about what God had done for her that she wanted to show her thankfulness.  God had forgiven all of her sins and she was so thankful for God's love and grace that she wanted to do something very special for God;  that's why she bought the expensive ointment for Jesus.

Are you thankful for what God has done for you?  How has God blessed us?  Forgave our sins, loves us, protects us, heals us, answers our prayers, provides food and work for us? blesses us with friends, parents....

The woman showed her thankfulness by giving Jesus expensive ointment, how can we show God that we are thankful?  By praying and telling him: "thank you, God!" By doing the "right things," by being kind to others, by helping in church, by giving to the poor and by supporting our church with our tithes and offerings....

Are you all thankful to God?  O.K. why don't we tell God?  Repeat this prayer after me:  "God...I thank you....for everything....for food....for family....for friends....for taking care of me....and for always loving me!"  Amen.
 


“The Sneetches”
by Dr. Seuss

Now, the Star-Belly Sneetches
Had bellies with stars.
The Plain-Belly Sneetches
Had none upon thars.

Those stars weren’t so big. They were really so small
You might think such a thing wouldn’t matter at all.
But, because they had stars, all the Star-Belly Sneetches
Would brag, “We’re the best kind of Sneetches on the beaches.”
With their snoots in the air, they would sniff and they’d snort
“We’ll have nothing to do with the Plain-Belly sort!”

And whenever they met some, when they were out walking,
They’d hike right on past them without even talking.
When the Star-Belly children went out to play ball,
Could a Plain Belly get in the game...? Not at all.
You only could play if your bellies had stars.
And the Plain-Belly children had none upon thars.
When the Star-Belly Sneetches had frankfurter roasts
Or picnics or parties or marshmellows toasts,
They never invited the Plain-Belly Sneetches.
They left them out cold, in the dark of the beaches.
They kept them away. Never let them come near.


And that’s how they treated them year after year.
Then ONE day, it seems... while the Plain-Belly Sneetches
Were moping and doping
alone on the beaches,
Just sitting there wishing their bellies had stars…
A stranger zipped up in the strangest of cars!
“ “My friends,” he announced in a voice clear and keen,
“My name is Sylvester McMonkey McBean.
And I’ve heard of your troubles. I’ve heard you’re unhappy.
But I can fix that. I’m the Fix-it-Up Chappie.

“I’ve come here to help you. I have what you need.
And my prices are low. And I work at great speed.
And my work is one hundred percent guaranteed!”
Then, quickly, Sylvester McMonkey McBean
Put together a very peculiar machine.
And he said, “You want stars like a Star-Belly Sneetch...?
My friends, you can have them for three dollars each!”
“ “Just pay me your money and hop right aboard!”
So they clambered inside. Then the big machine roared
And it klonked. And it bonked. And it jerked. And it berked And it bopped them about. But the thing really worked!
 

When the Plain-Belly Sneetches popped out, they had stars!
They actually did. They had stars upon thars!
Then they yelled at the ones who had stars at the start,
“We’re exactly like you! You can’t tell us apart.
We’re all just the same, now you snooty old smarties!
And now we can go to your frankfurter parties.”
Good grief!” groaned the ones who had stars at the first. “We’re still the best Sneetches and they are the worst.
But, now, how in the world will we know,” they all frowned,
“If which kind is what, or the other way round?”
Then up came McBean with a very sly wink
And he said, “Things are not quite as bad as you think.
So you don’t know who’s who. That is perfectly true.
But come with me, friends. Do you know what I’ll do?
I’ll make you, again, the best Sneetches on beaches.


And all it will cost you is ten dollars eaches.”
“Belly stars are no longer in style,” said McBean.
“What you need is a trip through my Star-Off Machine.
This wondrous contraption will take off your stars
So you won’t look like Sneetches who have them on thars.”
And that handy machine
Working very precisely
Removed all the stars from their tummies quite nicely.
Then, with snoots in the air, they paraded about
And they opened their beaks and they let
out a shout.

“We know who is who! Now there isn’t a doubt.
The best kind of Sneetches are Sneetches without!”
Then of course those with stars all got frightfully mad.
To be wearing a star now was frightfully bad.
Then, of course, Old Sylvester McMonkey McBean
Invited them into his Star-Off Machine.
Then of course from THEN on, as you probably guess,
Things really got into a horrible mess.
All the rest of that day, on those wild screaming beaches,
The Fix it Up Chappie kept fixing up Sneetches.
Off again! On again! In again! Out again!
Through the machines they raced around and about again,
Changing their stars every minute or two.
They kept paying money. They kept running through
Until neither the Plain nor the Star-Bellies knew
Whether this one was that one…or that one was this one Or which one was what one…or what one was who.
Then, when every last cent
of their money was spent,
The Fix-it-Up Chappie packed up
And he went.
And he laughed as he drove
In his car up the beach,
“They never will learn.
No. You can’t teach a Sneetch!”

But McBean was quite wrong. I’m quite happy to say
That the Sneetches really got really quite smart on that day,
The day they decided that Sneetches are Sneetches
And no kind of Sneetch is the best on the beaches.
That day, all the Sneetches forgot about stars
And whether they had one, or not, upon thars.