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Peter and John went to prayer meeting and end up in a heap of trouble.
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Peter and John went to vespers prayer meeting and end up in a heap of trouble.
(Read in full.)
They laanded in jail.
What were they thinking?
Shoulda given the lame man what he wanted.
Alms.
Spare change.
Refreshing faith is infectious.
Bone dry faith is deadly
They laanded in jail.
What were they thinking?
Shoulda given the lame man what he wanted.
Alms.
Spare change.
When refreshing spirituality (read ) meets dry religiosity (read ) there’s bound to be trouble.
Shoulda given the lame man what he wanted.
Alms.
Spare change.
ot in big trouble—that’s what they did.
For picking on a poor, lame man.
Carried to the temple gate called Beautiful that morning—like the morning before, and the morning before that—to beg.
And Peter and John gave him what he wasn’t asking for.
He was asking for alms.
Not goods.
Spare change.
They got in big trouble—that’s what they did.
For picking on a poor, lame man.
Carried to the temple gate called Beautiful that morning—like the morning before, and the morning before that—to beg.
And Peter and John gave him what he wasn’t asking for.
He was asking for alms.
Not goods.
Spare change.
“Please, Mister.
Not asking for beer.
Just spare change.
Please, Mister, have pity on an old, lame man.
Pleeeeease, Mister, have pity...”
Maybe they’d seen conmen
Subway is right around the corner.
A foot-long tuna on wheat with chips and a drink.
Turkey sandwich on honey oat bread, with chipotle sauce, a bag of barbecue chips, and a sprite!
“May I buy you lunch instead?”
Tried this trick once—me and my son, one Sunday noon, off of Harbor Blvd, in San Pedro.
Went to see the Battleship Iowa.
Walked up to a Subway, and an old man in tattered clothes comes up to me.
“Please Mister, do you have a couple dollars to spare?”
“Sorry, Sir, but I’ll buy you lunch.”
He hesitated, and said, “Sure.”
What do you want?
Come on in with me and order your lunch.
It’s on me.
“Oh, no!
They won’t let me in there.
Just order for me.”
So I did.
Got him a footlong turkey sandwich on honey oat bread, with chipotle sauce, a bag of barbecue chips, and sprite.
“Here you go.”
“Thank you, Sir! Thank you!”
I felt good!
We ate our sandwiches, my son and I, and headed back to the dock.
Around 3 pm—as Peter and John were arriving for prayer meeting—we went back to Subway to load up on drink.
It was a very hot summer day.
The old man is gone.
I noticed a full subway bag in the trash by the Subway entrance.
“No!”
I opened it and in the bag is an unopened, uneaten turkey sandwich on honey oat bread, with chipotle sauce, barbecue chips, and sprite.
And all the righteous hair on my body bristled!
But even a subway sandwich
All the righteous hair in my body bristled!
Just wanted to be at the prayer meeting.
Watched a You Tube video the other day on Facebook about a street beggar who went straight to the liquor store after he’d gotten a $100 bill from a kind man.
Actually, it was a setup.
The cameraman followed him all the way to the liquor store, and exposed him to the world.
Now that’s mean.
“Please, Mister.
Not asking for beer.
Just spare change.
Please, Mister, have pity on an old, lame man.
Pleeeeease, Mister, have pity...”
“Please, Mister.
Have mercy.”
But their money straps were empty.
“How I wish the Lord were here now, Peter.
Maybe he’ll tell us to go dig and find some temple coin by that tree over there.
Remember that time, Peter, when the Lord told us to cast our net?
Then we can give this man what he’s asking for.”
But when you’ve had times of refreshing—and you have no money in your pocket—what do you give a lame man asking for alms?
“Yeah, I remember, John.”
“I miss the Lord, Peter.
I miss him so bad.”
“I do, too, John.”
But Peter and John were not the same disciples.
They had experienced some mighty things one could wish were repeated here and now.
I am in the pain of childbirth praying, wishing, begging that the mighty things Peter and John had seen may be repeated here.
But when you’ve had times of refreshing—and you have no money in your pocket—what do you give a lame man asking for alms?
And the lame man stood up and walked.
You give him what you’ve got!
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