I just posted on the social networks that writing sermons is like untangling a large knot each week. And it does feel like that much of the time. Never sure at first how to tackle it; never sure which loose end to pull; never sure if you’re following a useful lead. But I’m not complaining! Preaching for me is the best part of an already pretty terrific job, and it always repays the time put into it. I’m continually amazed that God gives me something (relatively) new to say each week.
But sermon-writing is more than problem-solving. It’s prayer. It’s spending fifteen to twenty hours a week talking with God. When we pray, we don’t always get a warm, reassuring feeling of God’s presence. We don’t always get that intuition that God is speaking to us. At least I don’t. Sometimes I do… But rarely more powerfully than today.
Thank you, Jesus, for your faithfulness!