If I get a position as a preacher, I might explode. I don’t know if I could take it. Whenever I have a sermon on the horizon, I can’t even sleep at night. All I can do is think about the passage I’m preaching on and how I can best serve it up. When I get out my Bible and a pad of paper and start taking notes, I get so excited as all these ideas start pouring into me faster than I can write them. And while I still get anxious before actually preaching, it’s the most fulfilling act of service I can imagine.
For a long time I resisted God’s call on my life to preach, because I was scared. Braveheart has never been a moniker attached to me (maybe ’cause I never wore a skirt–yeah, kilt, whatever). But it’s amazing how God can give someone a passion for doing something they never would have chosen. Now my most exciting work days are the ones when I get to study, write, and preach.
If I was given the opportunity to do this every week, I think the adrenaline would just make me burst like a water balloon. Messy. I know it would be the hardest work I’ve ever done, but I couldn’t dream of anything better.
People rarely leave comments on this blog (hey, what’s up with that, by the way?), but I would love to read your answers to this question: What is the one thing you love to do more than anything else? Just click on “Comments” below this post to leave your answer.
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