“Whatever your hand finds to do, do it with all your might...” Ecclesiastes 9:10
I love preaching. No. I mean I REALLY love preaching.
No. Sorry. You’re not getting it. Preaching is my bag. It’s my “thing”. It’s what I wanna do more than anything else, including golf. Which is a terrible example, because I hate golf.
But I LOVE preaching. I love it. I dig it. Or as the great Winston Churchill once said,
“Me diggy biggy.”
At least I think it was him who said that. Might have been me. What am I sayin’? I think it was my brother-in-law. Doesn’t matter. Anyhow...
Naturally, when I say I love preaching, it’s not lost on me as to WHY I SHOULD love preaching. You know the whole, getting folks saved thing. And I DO love it for that reason. After all, I DO get it, I know the over all purpose of preaching, the importance of it. But I think I would be being less than honest if I sat here and told you that was the ONLY reason why I loved it. Not even close.
Ever since I was a little kid, I have just loved pulpits. I love reading announcements. I love welcoming visitors. And there’s really nothing in this world more fun than waving a Bible around at people. Don’t believe me? Try it. Makes you feel like...I don’t know what. Like a guy waving a Bible at people, I guess. Which, as it turns out, is pretty dang fun to do!
Which reminds me, there was an old Preacher I knew when I was a kid. One time he was preaching and was just wavin’ his Bible around like crazy. He was really gettin’ wound up when he said, “If we’re not gonna follow this book, we might as well just throw it away!” And then he THREW it WAY out into the crowd! Knocked Sister Mabel’s hat clean off her old head. Talk about great. Talk about fan-tas-tic. I was hooked. I HAD to be a preacher after seein’ that.
Besides, what other job besides preaching that let’s you scream at people, tell jokes, eat all he fried chicken you can choke down and occasionally dunk people in a river?
I love preaching.
As together we stand and sing.
