I can’t stand to do something that’s just good enough.
It torments me when I feel like I pass with a C+.
Like the other day, in a production meeting, we were looking over the coming Sunday’s service. It was a good service. Good enough. It wasn’t great, though.
And we knew it. We could have gotten by with it. But we only have 52 Sundays a year. They’re our most valuable commodity.
What did we do? We scrapped the service, our creative department huddled up, and created a new emergency service from scratch. A great service.
God greatly blessed that service, with over 400 people placing their faith in Christ.
I’ve trashed sermons before on Saturday afternoon because they were good enough, but they didn’t burn inside of me.
Jesus didn’t die so I could preach good enough sermons. I want to bring Him my best.
Reject mediocrity. Don’t hand in the rough draft.
Mediocrity never inspired anyone. And I just can’t believe it brings honor to our great God.





