Banana Too Green: Please Let Me Preach!

Banana Too Green: Please Let Me Preach!: "Up! Let Me Preach! And he commanded the multitude to sit down on the grass, and took the five loaves, and the two fishes, and looking up to..."

Please Let Me Preach!

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Let Me Preach!

And he commanded the multitude to sit down on the grass, and took the five loaves, and the two fishes, and looking up to heaven, he blessed, and brake, and gave the loaves to his disciples, and the disciples to the multitude.

                                                                                              …Matthew 14:19-20

            All night the branches broke around us every few minutes, sounding sometimes like a gunshot, waking us from our attempted sleep. Hard to rest when nature is in it’s full fury.  The eeriness that hung overhead was all so disturbing, as everyone tried to find warmth in the close to zero weather, by any means possible.

            My husband Bill fell to the flu bug with all of us cuddling in this small place sure to catch it from him.  Hard enough to keep warm normally when you’re sick, but now with no heat for a few days was even more difficult. Besides, he is ill about the fact he isn’t preaching.

            Most churches have been closed for two Sundays now. Bill is wanting to preach so bad that next Sunday I’m sure he will make up for it.  I tell everyone he plans to speak 14 hours; everybody better take their lunch!  It is hard to see someone called to preach, not be able to do just that. 

            Christ loved preaching and declaring the Words of His Father. Here He preached as he had many times, but this time lunch was served by His own hand at the feeding of the five thousand.  It is hard to imagine a group like that having a picnic in the presence of the Savior.  Maybe not everyone wanted to hear His teaching in the beginning, but out of curiosity found themselves on the hillside. 

            Christian, not even curiosity can move many today.  There is no newness, no “I can’t wait till next Sunday,” anymore. Tune your heart in during the music, prayer and message, tuning out the cares of the world.  Then maybe focusing, you might say “Let me preach, teach, sing or praise the Lord!” Tune into the Savior, and you’ll be itching to meet and fellowship again at His house.

Father,

Let not my heart grow cold, unfocused, and drawn away from thee.  Woo me back close to your bosom, that I may rest, renew and regain strength I have lost because of my own attempts to make it on my own.  Help me to feel like Bro. Levergood when he could’nt wait to proclaim your name to the congregation.  In your Son’s name I pray.