"We've Got a Bunch of Preachers Breaking Their Necks to Please a Lot of Old Society Dames"
You make a man feel as though God was stuck on him and you'll be a thirty-third degree sort of a preacher with that fellow.
If some preachers were as true to their trust as John the Baptist, they might be turned out to grass, but they'd lay up treasures for themselves in heaven.
Clergymen will find their authority for out-of-the-ordinary methods in the lowering of a paralytic through a roof, as told of in the Bible. If that isn't sensationalism, then trot some out.
If God could convert the preachers the world would be saved. Most of them are a lot of evolutionary hot-air merchants.
We've got churches, lots of them. We've got preachers, seminaries, and they are turning out preachers and putting them into little theological molds and keeping them there until they get cold enough to practice preaching.
The reason some ministers are not more interested in their work is because they fail to realize that theirs is a God-given mission.
We've got a bunch of preachers breaking their necks to please a lot of old society dames.
Some ministers say, "If you don't repent, you'll die and go to a place, the name of which I can't pronounce." I can. You'll go to hell.
There is not a preacher on earth that can preach a better gospel than "Bill." I'm willing to die for the Church. I'm giving my life for the Church.