There are only two kinds of preachers in this world: those who are authorized by God to speak on His behalf, and those who are not. Those who are not are already in a mess of trouble, and the Church is working hard to corrupt those who are legitimately called to preach by punishing them if they actually do what they are supposed to do, which means relaying God’s messages to the flock without altering them. Relevancy is utterly irrelevant. Relevancy shouldn’t even be on your mind. If God tells you to preach in Swahili to an English speaking audience, then you need to do so out of respect for who He is. You don’t sit there saying “But why God? No one will understand if I speak in a language they don’t even know.” Since when does God have to justify His orders to you? Since when does He have to defend His methodology? You’re not His judge. Your approval is meaningless. It’s so easy to forget our place in this whole serving business. We’re the slaves; God is the Master. He gives the orders. He calls the shots. He writes the sermons. We just take notes on what He wants to say so that we can make sure we’re not leaving anything out. He chooses the tone, and He tells us which points to emphasize. We don’t edit God. We don’t take responsibility for how other souls responded to His words. If you defy God’s Authority by mangling His message, do you really think He’s going to shrug it off just because your message was well received? No, He’s not, because you dared to attach His Name to your guff. That’s obnoxious behavior. That’s begging for a spanking.