That is what this person said when I told them all I did on Saturday night and Sunday morning to ensure I had my sermon memorized, along with being thoroughly prepared for worship.
They are correct. If I were only working for a wage and didn’t care about how the message of Jesus was received. I could choose the path of least resistance. If I didn’t desperately want people to know Jesus as their Savior, I could use other people’s sermons, take a stack of notes to the front, and not care about personal engagement. If I didn’t know that my personal journey and experience of grace were connected to a pastor like me, I could approach things in the simplest way possible and not care how the sermon is received.
You see, my dad did not grow up attending Church or having a relationship with Jesus as his Savior. He was in his early thirties when he attended a small Christian Church, where a man named Albert Amos preached each week. And, as my dad would tell me hundreds of times growing up, “he didn’t use a single note and just opened his Bible.” It so impressed my dad that he cared that much that he started to listen. If this meant something to Albert, it must mean something to him. Finally, at the age of 33, he surrendered his life to Christ.
Eventually, my dad would lead me to Jesus, and I would commit my life to full-time service to Him as a preacher. With every passing year, my notes have become less and less until I now only have a few random words written in the margin of my Bible. My prayer is that one day I will impact a man, and he will tell his son about Jesus.
Sure, I could make life easy on myself, but the call of God is not about making life easy; it is about faithfulness with the gifts He has given us.