I’m preaching this Sunday!!!!
If you recall, I once wrote a post entitled “The 12 Steps to Preaching a Sermon (A VERY Informative Guide).” Maybe you should read that post before you read this one, because this post will be something like a follow-up to, or an elaboration of, that one.
Maybe. I always write thesis statements and introductions before the actual paper/blog post so there’s really no telling if that’s going to be true or not. But if you go read that other post then my statistics go up because you’re clicking my links and viewing other pages, and then I’ll feel really good about myself. So, it’s your choice. Make my day, or be selfish. (I really hope you all get it when I’m joking. Love you….)
I solicited some advice from friends on how they prepare to preach in the day(s) and/or week(s) leading up to Sunday. Here are some of the answers I received:
“Pray. A lot.”
“Go on a bender. I’ll come over and help; I’ve got liquor.”
**Author’s note: The above were intentionally listed from best advice to worst.
I solicited advice from these same beautiful, hilarious, broken, Godly people on what to preach when you’re afraid of/distressed by/unsure about your Scripture. Here are some of the answers, from the same respective people, and again listed from best to worst:
“Consult God, and then Barth.”
“Just go up there and preach universalism, who cares?”
“Just read Anne Lamott’s twitter feed from the pulpit. #that’llpreach”
As you can tell, all my non-preaching readers, preaching is hard. Writing a sermon is hard.
But it is also wonderful. You know all those things you think about saying to people– good things, smart things, funny things, helpful things, sweet things? Most people don’t ever in their lives get a public place to say them. The preacher gets that, most every week! The possibilities are endless; you can help people and bring joy to people and celebrate life and improve the world with your words. That is the joy of preaching.
The terror of preaching is that your mind doesn’t only operate on the plane of good, smart, funny, helpful, and sweet things. You also think mean things, snarky things, ugly things, things that tear people down while masquerading as helpfulness.
One of my favorite lines on the new Taylor Swift album (stop judging me. That’s an ugly thought you’re having right now.) accuses an ex of being “so casually cruel in the name of being honest.”
Preachers have great power to be incredibly cruel under the guise of honesty and helpfulness.
So I get why my friends suggested I pray, cry, and drink copious amounts of, erm, unpastorly liquids. But no matter what you do, Sunday will still come, and you will still have to open your mouth and give your people something. It’s up to you to make sure that you’re not cruel, or dippy, or insincere, or flippant. But the good news, I reckon, is that God can make living water flow even from a rock. And can turn bitter water potable.
….Well. I guess this post is over on that note. Do I really have to go write my sermon now? #pastorproblems
I’m going to take my first person’s advice: gonna go talk to Jesus and Barth, in that order.