Sitting on my desk is a recent copy of Time Magazine. The main reason that I still get it is that they offered to almost pay me to receive it (that’s an exaggeration, before you start asking for details). It is the edition with the world’s 100 most influential people. Interesting collection of people from Obama to Sarkozy, Pacquiao to Nadal, Oprah to Palin and Michelle Obama to Rush Limbaugh. A largely predictable list that doesn’t stir massive response from this sporadic Time reader.
However, I have one complaint about the list. One person is missing. The faithful biblical expositor. Oh yes, Rick Warren made it on to the list after a year of critique from various sides. I’m glad he’s on there. But I’m thinking about faithful preacher at the normal church on 53rd and Main. I’m thinking about the faithful expositor at 13th Presby-Bapto-Angli-Independent Bible Church. I’m thinking about the unknown preachers I shared a week with recently in a country many people have not heard of. I’m thinking about the relatively no-name preacher in a relatively unknown church somewhere. Preachers like you. Preachers like me. Preachers who study the Word and faithfully, prayerfully present the meaning of the text and emphasize its relevance to the lives of their listeners. Preachers who plug away for little or no pay (on earth), for little or no thanks (on earth), for little or no acclaim (on earth).
Only eternity will tell how much genuinely lasting influence has been exerted by the preachers who’ve looked beyond fame and position to serve faithfully in this vital ministry. Unnamed preacher in unknown church. Time missed you. Eternity will not. Be steadfast, immovable, always abounding in the work of the Lord, for you know your labour is not in vain in the Lord!