At what cost will we bring God's word to God's people?
Often, the seas are not calm, and the enemy is not idle. After all, it is a proclamation of the King of Kings' victory.
A proclamation of the gospel brings the sinner near to God, the wayward back to safe shores, life to the soul, and death to sin. Therefore, the storms rage and the enemy marches.
Twice, I have had my voice attacked before a Sunday service. Twice, I have stepped into the pulpit, weary but expectant that God will speak through my brokenness. I am an instrument.
Let me preach, teach, and proclaim God's Word until I have no voice or breath.
"Tired, voice weary,
Heart expectant, Spirit fills
voice speaks, gospel flows"