Changed By Glory

"And we all… beholding the glory of the Lord, are being transformed into the same image from one degree of glory to another." II Cor. 3:18


March 2017

Preach Every Sermon As If It Were Your Last

Psalm 90:12

So teach us to number our days that we may get a heart of wisdom. (ESV)

2 Timothy 4:1-2,6

I charge you in the presence of God and of Christ Jesus, who is to judge the living and the dead, and by his appearing and his kingdom: preach the word… For I am already being poured out as a drink offering, and the time of my departure has come. (ESV)

Perspective in life is important. I am one of those people that seems always in need of having my feet to the fire, which is perhaps why God has blessed me with a keen sense of my mortality. This is a gift from which we can learn so much, as long as we don’t allow ourselves to be driven to despair. When I was a young man, it was that sense of the temporality of life that drove me to desperate repentance, as a teen it drove me (with a little help from John Piper) to be determined not to waste my life, and now as a pastor it urges me to attempt to preach every sermon as if it were my last.

It is frighteningly easy when you are preaching week after week to begin to feel in your sermon prep the way you do about everything else in life. We begin to feel invincible, immortal. The steady beat of time falls on deaf ears. It is when I find myself in one of those moments that it seems God is most likely to stir me to preach, in Baxter’s words, as a dying man to dying men.

So what does it look like to preach every sermon as if it were your last? Here are five things to consider:

I. It must be faithful

Any pastor knows how easy it is to develop a laundry list of topics we would like to unleash on our congregations if our chances to preach were running out. But preaching this week as if it were our last sermon is not so much about “letting the sheep have it” as it is about knowing that I will soon stand before the Lord and give an account for how I presented his word. Therefore, the safest practice for a preacher in an uncertain world where we get into accidents and receive surprise diagnoses is to continue to faithfully exposit the Scriptures. This means no eisegesis. No twisting the text to make the most of the opportunity. We don’t know tomorrow. Only the Lord does, so we must be faithful. It is the Spirit working through the Word that brings life and changes hearts – it will be this way tomorrow, the week after, and every week after that until Jesus comes back. The Word will carry on, even if I am gone.

II. It must be patient

This is closely connected to faithfulness. Urgency must never overpower the patience that should mark pastorally-driven, Spirit-dependent preaching. This requires that we realize when we preach that God uses us, but he does not need us. His purposes will not fail. His kingdom will not cease when I step away from the pulpit.

III. It must be urgent

We must be patient. But if we are to preach each week like it is our last sermon, there is also an urgency that should mark our preaching. We are patient because the future is in God’s hands, but we are also urgent because the future is in God’s hands. When expounding a text of Scripture, it should be obvious in the clarity of the exposition, the passion in the deliverer, and the sharpness of the application, that this is an urgent word from the Lord to which we must respond. It is possible for preaching, under the guise of being faithful and patient, to fail to urgently bring people to a point of crisis. God’s word should be treated for what it is – bread for the starving, living water for the spiritually parched, life-giving prophecy for dry bones.

IV. It must be delivered as if you mean it

The very urgency that is required by the nature of Scripture as God’s revelation to us, should also shape us homiletically. If a sermon was our last, I think we would understand the urge to preach it like we mean it. A lot of the idiosyncrasies found in our niche of preaching culture would go out the window if we knew a sermon was our last. Perhaps that is a lesson we need to take to heart on a weekly basis. Let the text shape you, who God made you, and then let it flow out of you.

V. It must be replicable

Preaching every sermon as if it were your last means preaching in such a way that others can learn from and follow your example. There is something healthy about preaching in such a way that can be taught, a way which can be learned from you by the preachers of tomorrow. Does our preaching help people not only understand the text, but understand how to understand it? (Do you understand?) Is our preaching marked with Biblical theology that helps others build a blueprint of the Bible in their minds? Does our preaching display faithful patience, while preserving appropriate urgency, all the while delivered as by one who has himself been affected by the text? If you would preach every week as if it were your last, then you must be preaching to your replacement.

These are the lessons that I have been reflecting on. And if you preach or hope to have a future preaching, I hope you will put these things into practice in every opportunity that you have to teach the word of God to others, whether that be in a small group, a Sunday school class, or 1-2-1 over coffee.

Be faithful, be patient, be urgent, be real, and keep your eye on the future beyond you.

A Father’s Desire ~ A Poem

Life unknown

The pain too close

I need you to know

What for you I desire most


Tomorrow may have joy

Or with crushing sorrow sway

We are cursed and broken

You must, you must know the way


Flying from Adam’s paternity

Pain ever makes so clear

This our greatest priority

From this comes my deepest fear


See your broken patterns

The dirt that stains your heart

Before the pain o’er whelms you

Be desperate for a new start


There is One that gives it

A remedy for our genes

To heal us from our darkness

A blood that strangely cleans


Go to Jesus, my child

Seek His smitten face

He is heaven’s remedy

Because He took our place


Crushed – my final pummel

Bruised – my eternal blow

Killed – life to give me

Cursed – that I might know…



That life is found in Jesus

There is no other place

That gives me satisfaction

Than looking on His face


He is who you need

Lost, He for you wins

Run to Him my child

He’ll take away your sins


Siena, call him Savior

Augie, call him Lord

George, call him precious

Be held by His sovereign cord


Isabelle, plead for mercy

Owen, seek him too

To His promise He’s faithful

He will deliver you


Theodore, God’s gift indeed

But there is one greater still

The One who took the curse for you

By dying on that hill


My dear ones seek my Jesus

Then when all comes crashing down

We’ll have a hope unfading

A precious, righteous crown


Because Jesus was a child

Who never turned to sin

And grew to die for sinners

Death will not, will not win








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