Our Savior gave us those words for a reason. Perhaps the greatest sign that a sermon is pleasing to Jesus is when a child happily remembers it.

Walk with Jesus down the Gospel streets and notice how simple and kind His life is. The smallest child can love Him, and yet, the scholar can sing “Jesus Loves Me,” with a tear in his/her eyes.

Divinity School started for me in the barnyard. That’s where a little boy explored and played; there were rocks to climb, animals around, and the love of simple hard working beautiful people.

That’s where I learned that simplicity is the best kind of living. Someone asked, “Is it alright to pray for a dog?” I remember leaning over a fence, standing beside Aunt Clara, while praying for a pig. I didn’t do it because it was good Theology; I did it because she had taught me that God cares about everything that has breath. For my Barnyard Theology teacher, it was just good simple faith; and her student remembers and says, “Amen.”

Dear Christian friends, we are all called to communicate the Gospel in some way.
May I offer three guiding thoughts: Is it simple? Is it believable? Does it offer the hope we have in Jesus? People are hungry and starving for the Bread of Life. “Would you please pass the biscuits?”

It isn’t a hymn, but it is a happy memory song for me. Maybe it is something we Christians need to consider:

“Uh, would you pass the biscuits
Uh, excuse me, would you please pass the biscuits
All I want’s a biscuit, nobody seems to care
If they wouldn’t talk so dog-gone loud
They might be able to hear..”