I’ve often wondered, if I was asked to preach, what would my message be? What would God put on my heart and how would He speak to me?
I’ve pictured myself on stage, behind the pulpit, looking out to the congregation with an awesome fear of the task before me. To think that God would use me as a vessel for Him. What a fearful an awesome position to be in. To be God’s voice to His people. I know that nothing I say will affect these people. I’m uneducated, unlearned in doctrine, I don’t have the life that Paul had or any of those biblical men. I fail and I’m foolish and full of pride. Who can possibly be stirred?
And so, with this mindset, feeling utterly useless and unlearned and foolish I simply start to tell them what I know…
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