“Sow your seed in the morning, and do not be idle in the evening, for you do not know whether morning or evening sowing will succeed, or whether both of them alike will be good” (Ecclesiastes 11:6).
Was it worth it?
You do not know which will succeed. If both will. Or neither.
Disciples of Jesus Christ must never try to calculate the cost/benefit of some act of ministry.
Our assignment is to obey. To be faithful.
We have no idea how God will use something we do, whether He will, or to what extent He will. We do the act and leave the matter with Him as we move on to our next assignment.
Every pastor will identify with the following scenario….
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Jim Mora was the popular coach of the New Orleans Saints NFL team. On one occasion, as he and I shared an elevator, I introduced myself. I said, “Preachers can appreciate what coaches have to put up with. We both work hard all week and everything comes down to a couple of hours on Sunday. It’ll make or break you.”
He flashed that smile that charmed every fan, calmed many a sportswriter, and drove a few referees nuts. “But,” he said, “they don’t call radio stations the next week criticizing every little decision you made, do they?”
No, I guess not. A friend said, “If they’d pay me the zillion bucks these guys get, I could stand that.”
Now, football coaches and pastors probably have more that differentiates us than we have in common. A coach tends a small flock, usually no more than 50 players and a few assistants. At the upper echelon, he gets paid astronomical bucks, is answerable only to one or two bosses, and his season lasts just a few months. The typical pastor may have a flock numbering in the hundreds and receive a salary barely sufficient to keep the house heated and the children clothed and fed. The pastors are answerable to everyone and his brother, and work year round with no letup.
The coach’s job description can be summed up in a sentence or two: Win games and try not to embarrass the company. But pastors, God bless ’em, labor under multiple layers of expectations and demands and requirements.
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In September 1939, Winston Churchill became First Lord of the Admiralty for the second time. A quarter of a century earlier, during the First World War, he held the same position. To assume the leadership of the greatest navy of the world twice was an amazing thing. To do so 25 years apart was even more remarkable.
Churchill thought of all the great officers he had worked with the first time. They were all gone now. He alone was still living and serving. In one of his books on the Second World War, Churchill quotes this little piece from the Irish poet Thomas Moore….
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(My commencement message to the 2016 graduating class of William Carey University. Delivered Saturday afternoon, August 6, 2016.)
Dr. Larry Kennedy was President of this institution for the last decade of his life. In the 1960s, Larry and I were seminary classmates, and then we pastored several churches in Mississippi near one another. He told me this story.
“My son Steve was 7 years old when he went to his first big-church wedding. He sat in the sanctuary beside his mother and watched as the door in front opened and his dad walked out and took his place. Behind him came six or seven good-looking young men dressed in tuxedos. Spread across the front of the church, they were a handsome lot. The bridesmaids entered and took their places. Finally, everyone stood as the bride entered on the arm of her father and moved slowly down the aisle. At this point, Steve tugged on his mother’s arm.
“Mother, does she already know which one of those men she’s going to marry? Or is she going to decide when she gets down there?”
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“Southern Baptists are not even approaching anything close to a tithe of their total income.” –Dr. Will Hall, “The Baptist Message”
The Baptist Message for October 8, 2015 goes into detail about the financial situation facing our denomination. For the first time ever, we’re told, designated receipts are outpacing gifts to denominational causes through our Cooperative Program.
What that means is that our churches–and that means our pastors–are directing larger and larger portions of the offering plate money to the causes they wish to support. As a result, they are slowly beginning the process of defunding the causes they’re not supporting.
Underlying the various aspects of this financial crisis is one huge factor: Fewer of our people are tithing their income through their churches these days.
Editor Will Hall writes, “Southern Baptists are robbing God…. Southern Baptists teach tithing, but whatever we are doing is not connecting with our people…”
That stopped me short.
I appreciate Will’s positive spin on things in saying we teach tithing.
But he’s wrong.
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The story that follows is only one-half of this article. Please stick around for some background and a little discussion on whether preachers should use such stories.
As I recall the story, here’s what happened….
During the Second World War, John Blanchard was stationed at the Pensacola Naval Air Station. One Sunday afternoon, he walked down to the base library and checked out several books. He took them back to his room and lay on the bunk flipping through them. One was a book of poetry.
Blanchard quickly decided the poetry was not very good, but what made the book special was the previous owner–clearly a woman, with wonderful flowing handwriting in green ink–had written in the margins. Her notes, Blanchard saw, were better than the poetry. He devoured the book and her comments. For the next couple of days, his mind kept going back to what he had read.
Blanchard noticed that the owner’s name was in the front of the book. Miss Hollis Maydell of New York City. He did a little sleuthing and found an address for her, then wrote a letter telling of finding the book and how he was fascinated by her comments. He invited her to correspond with him.
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My daughter has been posting some photos which I would just as soon didn’t ever see the light of day. It’s not that they’re bad pictures or that I don’t love the people in them.
They were shot either at the hospital where my wife lay on life support for six days or at the church in the luncheon following her funeral. And they all have one terrible thing in common.
We’re all smiling.
I’ve noticed this in photographs our family has made in years past. We would be at the funeral of my parents or a beloved aunt or uncle, and after the ceremonies have ended and people are milling around greeting one another or saying their farewells, someone breaks out a camera and begins grouping us. And without fail, we do it.
We all smile.
I suppose it’s because we were taught from childhood if someone points a lens in our direction, we smile. I certainly ask every person who sits before me to be sketched to smile. Everyone looks better smiling, “including you,” I tell them.
But sometimes, it feels like a smile is out of place.
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“Neither do these things move me,” said Paul. “Nor do I count my life dear to myself, so that I may finish my race with joy, and the ministry which I received from the Lord Jesus, to testify of the gospel of the grace of God” (Acts 20:24).
I enjoy telling of the last words–okay, “some” of the last–of Ty Cobb, the baseball great. For 22 years, he played lights-out ball for the Detroit Tigers, setting records many of which are still on the books. I was told he gave his life to Jesus Christ and was transformed sometime in the last weeks or months of his life.
He sent a message to the men he’d played ball with.
“Tell them, ‘fellows, I got in the bottom of the ninth. I sure wish I’d come in the top of the first.'”
If we think of our lives like a nine-inning ball game, the final inning would be our last time to do anything before the “game was called” and the park was darkened.
What inning are you in?
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(This is the fifth segment of five brief Bible studies, on our way to 20 segments containing one hundred mini-studies. The idea is to select very brief but poignant biblical texts, those we tend to rush past, and pull us back for more spiritual nourishment. To check out the previous segments, go to www.joemckeever.com and scroll back into January, 2015.)
21) There’s something in Exodus 20 we must not miss. And it’s not the Ten Commandments!
“An altar of earth you shall make for me, and you shall sacrifice on it your burnt offerings….. If you make me an altar of stone, you shall not build it of hewn stone; for if you use your tool on it, you have profaned it” (Exodus 20:24-25).
I find this stunning. In the same chapter where God gives Israel the Ten Commandments, He makes provisions for an altar. Altars are places of death, where animals are slaughtered as sin-substitutes. According to this text, the altar could be made of dirt or rock, either one.
So much for the way of salvation being to “just keep the commandments.” (The next time you hear someone say that is their religion, ask them why God included provisions for an altar in the same chapter. They will not have an answer, believe me.)
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I had a phone call from my insurance man the other day.
Jim lives in another city and we never see each other, but his company is national and I saw no reason to switch homeowners insurance when he moved away. He’s a solid Christian and I like him.
When Jim believes something, he can be tenacious.
He called urging me to vote for a certain candidate for the U.S. Senate. I listened to him and when he insisted that I go to a certain website and watch a video, I made no promises. That did not please him. Frankly, listening to claims and arguments and promises from political candidates is not on my list of favorite things to do. The attacks and disclaimers are so arbitary and voters are rarely treated as though they have a lick of sense and the judgment of an adult that I try to skip them as much as possible.
Jim called later to see if I had listened to the tape. I forget what I told him, but I tried to say gently that he had done quite enough.
A couple of days later, I went to the courthouse and voted absentee since I’ll be in another state in revival on election day.
I did not say and would not if asked, how I voted.
It’s no one’s business.
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