Ministry, Living—Christ the Sum of a – Charles Spurgeon

I KNOW that those ministries which consist of only fine-sounding words, climaxes, perorations, and all the florid strains and paltry tricks of play-actors, can never slake the thirst of a living soul. These are not true preachers, but mimics, who retail that empty stuff, that scum upon the pot, that froth which will never satisfy a bleeding heart. O beloved, you may sing what songs you will to a sad heart, but no music can charm away it griefs. Only let a ministry be full of Jesus, let Christ be lifted up and set forth, evidently crucified in the midst of the assembly—let his name be poured forth, like a sweet perfume, it shall be as ointment to the wounded heart, and then it will be recognized as the ministry of wheat, and not a ministry of chaff to your souls.