I was still recovering from an illness
that nearly took my life.
I was weak, still healing,
still wondering what God was doing with me.
And all that brought insecurities.
As I moved through the program,
I can still hear the critiques:
“Your preaching isn’t very good.”
“You don’t explain Scripture well enough.”
I even served with priests who timed my homilies—
“You went over your six minutes.”
One even told me I was embarrassing.
Maybe they were right.
I pray my preaching is a little better now.
But God still has me here.
I didn’t come from fancy stock.
My parents were not ricj.
My family was country.
I did not do great in school.
I loaded trucks, I struggled to make a living,
and stumbled into my career in safety—
Helping people in agriculture and construction crews.
Nothing elite.
Nothing polished.
Just honest work and everyday people.
But even in all that,
I knew God had called me.
And I know He still does.
So I try to answer Him in the only way I know how—
with simple words,
with a country heart,
with a life that tries to live the Gospel I proclaim.
Because God isn’t moved by appearances or titles.
He isn’t impressed by “Lord, Lord.”
He looks for a heart that keeps His word—
a heart that listens,
a heart that obeys.
Jesus says,
“Whoever loves me will keep my word.”
Love is proven in obedience.
Faith is proven in action.
The wise man builds on rock—
hearing and doing.
The foolish man builds on sand—
hearing and ignoring.
So today, let our actions match our faith.
Let our lives preach louder than our words.
And may God find in us
not a résumé,
but a willing heart built solidly on Him.
Prayer
Lord Jesus,
Give me a heart that listens
for Your word.
Make my love steady,
my obedience true.
Set my feet
on the rock of Your will.
Let my life preach louder than my voice.
And build in me
a home for Your Father’s glory.
Amen
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