When I begin to lack fervency in prayer for my preaching, I should only return to Psalm 19:10. Unless people love the Word more than much fine gold, enjoy it more than an incomparable dessert, my preaching still has far to go to reveal the true value of the Word. Reading this verse, and considering my weak efforts, I feel (more appropriately, in my case!) Lloyd Jones sad admission that he felt he had never truly preached in his life. My the Lord anoint his word, and use this broken farmer to sow his perfect seed.
