Many years ago, I noticed a preacher friend get on his knees right before he stepped into the pulpit. We talked about it after the service and he said, “I hope everyone in the pews is praying then too–for me and for themselves. It’s the preparation time for each person to ask God for the ears and heart to receive the words God wants them to hear.”
This has been a helpful suggestion for me. It turns sermon time into a joint effort between the preacher and the congregation. It releases me from the temptation to evaluate or grade the sermon rather than to listen to it with a hungry disciple’s yearning. It also releases me from total dependence on the preacher. I don’t need to hear a Pulitzer prize winning sermon every Sunday. I just need a mustard-seed-sized morsel to chew on for the week.
As I mature as a Christian, I can’t expect the pastor to do it all. My walk with the Lord is my responsibility. It takes time away from the church building to grow spiritually. Sure, I love a great sermon and the preacher needs to study, prepare, and pray to give one. But if I expect my pastor to give a dazzling sermon every week, I’m bound to be be disappointed. Not only do I let myself off the hook with my lofty expectations, but I’m getting a little close to worshiping the preacher.
My preacher friend’s words for himself might have been similar to Paul’s in Ephesians 6:19: “Pray also for me, that whenever I open my mouth, words may be given me so that I will fearlessly make known the mystery of the gospel.” (NIV) And I can pray as Jesus did, “He who has ears to hear, let him hear.” (Mark 4:9 NIV) Let me hear, O God. When I say this prayer, God always provides me with a mustard seed–and sometimes a whole plant.


















