I love me some good preaching, I do. There is nothing like being inspired by Godly preaching. If you and I should ever get into a conversation about preachers, I’ll ask you who you like and what they preached on. I’ll take out my index cards and jot their names down hoping to find a sermon online. I write the church name and sermon titles like my wife would a recipe.
And it really did take a lot for me to sit quietly by, as though watching a tennis match, the debates swirl about Piper vs. Keller, Piper vs. Driscoll, or some other celebrity pastor deathmatch between John MacArthur and Zane Hodges. But lately, I am convinced as I do a few random searches on the Internet tonight, I’m sure I’ve never heard on this side of heaven, nor will I be able to find their tapes, the best preachers and teachers of the Word of God. The best preachers don’t preach in places where recording is a high priority and I suspect the pages of history will do them little justice.
Take this man kidnapped and killed in Mosul. Or these Christian leaders in the Phillippines. Also last week, it was discovered that these six Ethiopian believers were killed. You’ll probably never a hear a sermon from these Christians in North Korea. Nor this man in India. And you’ll never hear the testimony of his conversion from this man in Kashmir. But their sacrifice speaks volumes.
And those were only the sermons you missed since last week.