Ministry, with heart!

You must have a real desire for the good of the people if you are to have much influence over them.

Why, even dogs and cats love the people who love them, and human beings are much the same as these . . . People very soon get to know when a cold man gets into the pulpit, one of those who seem to have been carved out of a block of marble. There have been one or two of our brethren of that kind, and they have never succeeded anywhere. When I have asked the cause of their failure, in each case the reply has been, “He is a good man, a very good man; he preaches well, very well, but still we do not get on with him.” I have asked, “Why do you not like him?” The reply has been, “Nobody ever did like him.” “Is he quarrelsome?” “Oh! dear no, I wish he would make a row.” I try to fish out what the drawback is, for I am very anxious to know, and at last someone says, “Well, sir, I do not think he has any heart; at least, he does not preach and act as if he had any.”

It is very sad when the failure of any ministry is caused by want of heart.

You ought to have a great big heart, like the harbour at Portsmouth or Plymouth, so that all the people in your congregation could come and cast anchor in it, and feel that they were under the lee of a great rock. Do you not notice that men succeed in the ministry, and win souls for Christ, just in proportion as they are men with large hearts . . . if you are to win men to Jesus; you must be Great-hearts if you are to lead many pilgrims to the Celestial City.

I have seen some very lean men who said that they were perfectly holy, and I could almost believe that they could not sin, for they were like old bits of leather, there did not appear to be anything in them that was capable of sinning. I met one of these “perfect” brethren once, and he was just like a piece of sea-weed, there was no humanity in him. I like to see a trace of humanity somewhere or other about a man, and people in general like it, too; they get on better with a man who has some human nature in him.

Human nature, in some aspects, is an awful thing; but when the Lord Jesus Christ took it, and joined His own divine nature to it, He made a grand thing of it, and human nature is a noble thing when it is united to the Lord Jesus Christ. Those men who keep themselves to themselves, like hermits, and live a supposed sanctified life of self-absorption, are not likely to have any influence in the world, or to do good to their fellow-creatures. You must love the people, and mix with them, if you are to be of service to them. There are some ministers who . . . do not accomplish so much good as those who are more human, those who go and sit down with the people, and make themselves as much as possible at home with them.

You know, brethren, that it is possible for you to appear to be just a wee bit too good, so that people will feel that you are altogether transcendental beings, and fitter to preach to angels, and cherubim, and seraphim, than to the fallen sons of Adam.

Just be men among men; keeping yourselves clear of all their faults and vices, but mingling with them in perfect love and sympathy, and feeling that you would do anything in your power to bring them to Christ, so that you might even say with the apostle Paul, “Though I be free from all men, yet have I made myself servant unto all, that I might gain the more. And unto the Jews I became as a Jew, that I might gain the Jews; to them that are under the law, as under the law, that I might gain them that are under the law; to them that are without law, as without law, (being not without law to God, but under the law to Christ,) that I might gain them that are without law. To the weak became I as weak, that I might gain the weak: I am made all things to all men, that I might by all means save some.”

Charles Spurgeon, The Soul Winner

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