i-Share Evangelism Video

The evangelism tool for our media generation. i-Share - The Gospel visualized on your screen or on your iPod and in multiple languages. i-Share is a new evangelism tool meant to help individuals, youth groups, mission trip participants and beyond share their faith in a new and relevant way. The i-Share video can be used in a public setting in your favorite presentation software or personally in your own video iPod or similar device. The i-Share also comes in more than one language!! By using the i-Share video mission trip participants are able to share the Gospel of Jesus Christ no matter the language barrier.

This version is on YouTube, however more information, full quality videos and versions in different languages can be found here.

Redemption Videos

A video that is just over 4 mins long that tells the story of the last days of Jesus life with words from the Gospels. It is available in full or as three separate parts.

Listed below in this order:
Revemption Video - Entire Video 4min 32sec
Part 1 - 2mins 8secs
Part 2 - 1min 20secs
Part 3 - 1min 14secs

The Cross

The statements from the cross, both by Christ, and by those around him hang in the air with striking sounds and surprise visuals of his last moments on Calvary's hill. This video could be used for evangelistic outreaches, communion services, studies on the cross or crucifixion, Good Friday services or an opener on Easter Day.

Drawing of Jesus and Cross

A countdown video of a drawing by an artist called Scott Telle that could be used before an Good Friday service.

God Sent His Son

This is a video that connects Christmas with Easter. A great drawing that could be used as a conntdown before either a Christmas serive or Good Friday/Easter.

Bring It To The Cross

A video from Media Fuel (less expensive to purchase directly from them) that is shown from the Worship House Media site. Could be used in Holy Week, on Easter Day or at any time to focus on Christ's victory on the cross.

Words From The Crowd

On Good Friday, many churches have a tradition of walking round the grounds and sanctuary, listen­ing to readings and looking at visuals or sculpture, travelling the stations of the cross. This is followed by a time of meditation and reflection on the seven words Jesus is recorded as speaking while on the cross, for an hour or so, up to the time of Jesus' death, traditionally celebrated at 3 o'clock in the afternoon.

This collection of reflections by JOHN L. BELL focuses on these seven words; a different character responding each time, in their own way, to what they've heard.



Father, forgive them; they do not know what they are doing.

.... on the contrary;
you do not know what you have done.

The stage of history
was erected, trod and tested
long before your brief sortie
from the wings.

The drama of salvation
- you are religious,
you will understand -
has been played, continuous,
in repertory
and found, in the main,
to please....
and that without a saviour
except God and the system.

But you, upstart from outside,
decided to change the script,
to subvert the plot,
to personalise the absolute,
and, ad libbing with the audience,
to infer that the new travesty
is true.
Who are you?

You do not know what you have done.

But it is not irreparable.
Two days, three perhaps,
and your face will be forgotten
as the actor is
who plays the clown at night
and, unmasked,
feels a fool in the morning.

Your listeners will stop speaking of you;
your followers will stop following;
religion will return to normal -
we've had such sects before -
and your theatre in the round
will close its invisible doors
forever
when the hero dies and
exeunt omnes.

- A travelling player



Today you shall be with me in paradise.

In paradise
a boy with lice
is showered clean with kisses;
a girl with spots
gets lots and lots
of cuddles that she misses.

Eachie peachie, eachie peachie
where's the evil eye gone?
Where's the bogey, where's the polis,
where's the ones they spy on?
Eachie peachie, eachie peachie,
children who were naughty,
always got their trousers torn
or always missed the potty
now can sit on Jesus' knee
and now can feel him tickle.
What a shame that adults get
the Saviour in a pickle.
Eachie peachie, eachie peachie
where's the evil eye gone?
Where's the bogey, where's the polis,
where's the ones they spy one?

In paradise
the doctors find
that surgeons all are men born blind;
the clergy find
that those who teach
were all beyond their preaching's reach.

Rich man, poor man, beggar man, thief
find that heaven's like a coral reef,
a coral reef that sinks a ship
and all the differences on which we trip.
We trip on past, we trip on present,
we loathe the prince and we mock the peasant.
But paradise is where we find
that good and bad are of a stranger kind.

In Paradise
you sometimes stare
at who's arrived and at who's not there;
and bigger yet
is the surprise
that you are there in Paradise .

- A child



Mother, there is your son... there is your mother.

Knit two, purl two, knit two,
drop a stitch...
which...
wumman?

Knit four, purl four, drop two,
knit one...
which...
son?

Jamesie, cum here.
Who'se thir mammie's boy?
Jamesie, gie back that toy
tae the wee lassie.
It's hur teddie.
Jamesie, when yoo're ready!!

Don't greet hen.
Ye'll get him back agen.
But here's anither wan tae haud
till that wee bugger brings back yir wain.

Knit two, purl two, knit two,
drop a stitch...
which...
wumman?

Knit four, purl four, drop two,
knit one....
which....
son?

- A woman with child



My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?

Him too?...
like every other Jew
or, if not all,
like me.

Through God created,
to God related,
by God mistaken,
by God forsaken.

His groan,
like every heavenward moan,
or, if not all,
is mine.

Through God extracted,
to God attracted,
by God conceived,
by God deceived.

He asks
what every fear unmasks,
or, if not all,
mine do.

Through God undaunted,
to God unwanted,
by God impressed,
by God depressed.

He'll cry
and like all flesh he'll die
or, if not all...

This Jewish Jesus must be listened to,
though many hear, only a few
or less might dare to see
that either society's scarecrow
is hanging on the tree
or God, if He's his father,
is like this broken creature
looking through much pain at me.

- An agnostic



I thirst

Thursday?...
Whit?...
Aw....thursty?
I thoat he wis a day oot!

Right enuf, it's awfa waarm.
The swet's rinnin oot ma oxter
like creesh oot a mutton pie...
Oh laam of God...

Sorry,
nae offence, missus.

Whit's he daen there onyway?
The last time I saw him
I wis as pisht as a fart in a trance.
An I asked him fur a shullin.
An he seys “Gie's a swig at yir boattle.”
An I seys “ huvnae goat a boattle.”
An he seys “Well, I huvnae goat a shullin.”
An then he dauneret intae big Susie's hoose
an made fur me tae jine him.
Hur settee' a fold-doon bed, but.

Bad memries...
know whit I mean?...
Brewer's droop an....

Sorry,
nae offence, missus.

So noo he's thursty
an no a pub in sight
an too early fur a cairy oot...
no that I could stretch ma airm that faur
tae gae him a sook et ma boattle if I hud waan.
But I'd gie it a try,
even though I'd maist likely boak up
if ma haun went near that bloody mess...

Sorry,
nae offence, missus.
So, whit dis that say, lady?
Thon thing abuv his heid.
That's no his name!
That's no whit I've heard him caa'd.
Aw....
it's his title.

Oh well,
I must go hame an tell the wife
that the day's the day
the Saivyir of the World
waantit a drink!

Christ,
I've a fair drooth on me, masel.

- A drunk man



Father, into your hands, I commit my spirit

It will not end,
not now.
Not with what he said.

In life,
we often give till it pleases,
seldom till it hurts,

never when pain sears, soars
and roars for death to come
and life to die.

It will not end,
not now.
Not with what he said.

This wrecked, wracked pastime of a body,
this taught, untreated plaything of a man
takes much,
but even in the throes of death
he shows his strength
and gives more.

Cling firmly to your spirit
and nothing you'll receive.
But let it go and God
the human race's running sore,
its civil sin with private core
will conquer and relieve.

You will not end,
not now
with what you said.

For on the cross you came
forgiving,
you finish,
giving.
All will return
and rise with you,
living.

- A watching woman



It is finished
Move along, my lovely ladies,
sure, you've seen it all before:
nasty sight for nasty people,
nothing works like blood and gore.
But for ladies sore with crying,
sunken eyes in sunken cheeks,
there are better sights to stare at
than three decimated freaks.

Move along, my boozie cronie,
lift the foot you think is stuck.
Had you come an hour early
you might just have chanced your luck
Playing pitch and toss with soldiers
who were gambling for the clothes
of a “heavenly” civilian;
his, now mine, are these and those.

Move along, my little children,
time for school or time for bed.
Fill your minds with dreams or wisdom
which will last. Don't lift your head
any higher than my elbow.
Him above's about to die.
Then we'll clear this messy business
which obscures the sun and sky.

Move along you sundry people,
suited to your Sunday best,
rooted gazing at a failure
destined for eternal rest
unless God, in his own humour,
has in mind another goal,
topping heaven's celestial goblets,
shovelling hell's unwanted coal.

Move along. Bert, did you hear him?
Sounded like he thinks it's done,
though his voice almost suggested
that perhaps he'd just begun
to expect some other ending.
What a queer fish. I don't know.
Still, for now, the show is over.
Move along please,
move along please.
Bert, wake up
it's nearly time to go.

- A soldier

Quoted from: www.iona.org.uk/goose_liturgy.php

Where do you stand?

Found this video on the www.churchfuel.com website and will think about using it on Good Friday or Easter Day. It is less expensive to buy it direct from the authors.

Christ paid the ultimate price to save us. In the light of this sacrifice we must ask ourselves the question: WHERE DO WE STAND?

Good Friday Passion Devotional

Using footage from Mel Gibson's "Passion" this 10Min YouTube video could be used at a Good Friday devotional service or other suitable time.

He Came

This short or extended video (two versions available) answerd the question: Why did Jesus come. We used this during our Easter Weekend services in 2008 and it worked very well.

The regular version is 2min15secs while the extended version is 6mins.

He Chose The Nails

This devotional video comes from Max Lucado and lasts for just over 9mins. Suitable to use on Good Friday, or any other occasion when you focus on the benefits to us of Jesus' sacrifice on the cross.

This has it's own website where there are versions to download: http://www.hechosethenails.net/

Psalm 22 - Eloi, Eloi, lama sabacthani

“Eloi, Eloi, lama sabacthani,” or “My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?” Jesus cries these words out from the cross on the day we now remember as Good Friday. But what are these words? Where did they come from? Jesus’ students, his disciples, would have recognized them. They come from the Psalms, from Psalm 22. They would have recognized what he was saying, and what else he was saying.

Experience again these powerful words found in both the Old and New Testament. On Good Friday, or on Easter Morning, dive into the rest of the passage found in Psalm 22.

The first video is 4min 55sec. The second is a shorter version entitled Forsaken and is similar but shorter at 3min 18secs.

Stations

Hundreds of years ago, church pilgrims read God's Story in multi-colored, intricately designed windows. Now, the Church has a new window: the screen. The question is, how will we use it and whose story will we tell?

This video from Sacramentis uses paintings from Ghislaine Howard to draw us into the reality of the crucifixion.

The Cross of Christ

The cross of Jesus is the watershed event in all of human history. All are invited to come, gaze, and respond.

The Last Painting

The prophets foretold that the Messiah would suffer excruciating pain to save mankind. And the gospels confirm the final days that Jesus endured. While some look at these days and see tragedy, Christ sees completion. Painting by Mike Lewis. Music from The Passion of the Christ.

This is a video from IgniterMedia and is 3min 7 secs long. We have used it as part of our Good Friday devotions and it worked well.

What does love sound like?

Jesus proved to us what love really is. He went voluntarily, suffered rejection, pain and finally death on a torturous cross so that we could be reunited with God. He proved to us what love really is. This simple clip focuses on the sounds of love. One being the sounds of love between people and one being the sounds leading up to and during the crucifixion. This clip will work well around Easter time and anytime you want to focus on the price Christ paid in order to bring us salvation.

A video 3mins 1sec. We used this as part of our Good Friday refelctions.

Easter Drawing

This moving, reflective piece is great for Easter. Or use it any time to reflect on Jesus with this unique line drawing video.

I think this is brilliant and we may well use this next Easter Sunday.

Video 4min 16sec

The Elements of Easter

A devotional video that uses images and video with text to convey the meaning of Easter. 2min 15sec

Sunday's Comin'

This is a video from Igniter Media www.ignitermedia.com

The story of Jesus Christ’s crucifixion is one of betrayal, brutality, despair, and pain. Yet we know even before His death that redemption was promised to be coming soon. We know that the story does not end at the cross. We know what many did not realize – that Sunday’s comin’.

Celebrating Easter means rejoicing in the life, death, and resurrection of Jesus and recognizing what each of those events can teach us about the character of God. Be reminded of this truth during Easter: God has worked, is working, and will work through all things, even now as we find ourselves awaiting his return.

How far God will go

Calvary shows how far men will go in sin, and how far God went for man's salvation.

H. D. Trumbull

The Long Silence

At the end of time, billions of people were scattered on a great plain before God's throne. Most shrank back from the brilliant light before them. But some groups near the front talked heatedly - not with cringing shame, but with beligerence.

"Can God judge us? How can he know about suffering?" Snapped a pert young brunetter. He ripped open a sleeve to reveal a tattooed number from a Nazi Concentration Camp. "We endured terror ... beatings ... torture ... death!"

In another group a Negro boy lowered his collar. "What about this?" he demanded, showing an ugly rope burn. "Lynched for no crime but being black!"

In another crowd, a pregant schoolgirl with sullen eyes. "Why should I suffer?" She murmured. "It wasn't my fault."

Far out across the plain were hundreds of such groups. Each had a complaint about against God for the evil and suffering he had permitted in the world. How lucky God was to live in heaven where all was sweetness and light, where there was no weeping or fear, no hunger or hatred. What did God know of all that men had been forced to endure in this world? For God leads a pretty sheltered life, they said.

So each of these groups sent forth their leader, chosen because they had suffered the most. A Jew, a person from Hiroshima, a horribly deformed arthritic, thalidomide child.

In the centre of the plain they consulted with each other. At last they were ready to present their case. It was rather clever. Before God could be qualified to be their judge, he must endure what they had endured. Their decision was that God should be sentenced to live on earth - as a man!

Let him be born a Jew. Let the legitimacy of the birth be doubted.

Give him a work so difficult that even his family will think him our of this mind when he tries to do it.

Let him be betrayed by his closest friends.

Let him face false charges, be tried by a prejudiced jury and convicted by a cowardly judge

Let him be tortured.

At the last, let him see what it means to be terribly alone.

Then let him die so that there can be no doubt that he died.

Let there be a great host of witnesses to verify it.

As each leader announced his portion of the sentence, loud murmurs of approval went up from the throng of people assembled. When the last had finished pronoucing sentence, there was a long silence. Nobody uttered another word. No one moved.

For suddenly all knew that God had already served his sentence.