Some time ago in one of those deprivations of free speech on social media, I was labeled as a “Rogerist”. I have a habit of quoting Dr. Adrian Rogers; in fact, he is my favorite preacher. His books line my bookshelves, and when I read those books I hear his voice in my head. While my friend from across the aisle meant the label for evil, I have come to embrace it. I did not consider it slander; I considered it a compliment. We, “Traditionalists” (www.connect316.net) have always been reluctant to settle on one name for ourselves. We are all well aware of Paul’s admonition to steer clear of schisms (1 Corinthians 3:1-9). Therefore, I am not condoning that we become even more divided. I am simply suggesting that “Rogerist” not offend us.
My hero is Jesus Christ. In ministry I have learned to cry like Jeremiah, study like Paul, preach like Amos, but look only to Jesus. I am sure Dr. Rogers would NEVER want to stand between anyone and Jesus Christ. May I, then, make a few “Rogerist” confessions?
1. My church is small (in the eyes of my denomination but not in the eyes of God), but I prepare like I am going to preach at Bellevue Baptist. Why? Simply because each and every person was made in the image of God and because Christ died for each and every them. They deserve to hear my very best. Brothers, it is sinful to desire to be any other place than where God has placed you.
2. I go through tracts like they are going out of style. We all claim to be evangelistic, but are we evangelistic in practice? God does not demand a quota, but He does demand obedience. Evangelism is not a service to procrastinate about; it is a ministry that should never cease.
3. I love preaching. Not unlike Jeremiah, His words are a fire in my bones! Brothers, we must let the main thing be the main thing. I once heard Dr. Herb Reavis at the 2012 SBC Pastor’s Conference preach a sermon on 2 Timothy 4 entitled “Just a Preacher.” Brothers, let’s be preachers and be content to be that. Let the others have their book deals and television interviews. I just want to preach Jesus. Perhaps it is time that we preachers fall in love with our calling again. You cannot love preaching if you do not love the Savior that you are preaching.
I am not certain that these few confessions entitle me to claim the label “Rogerist” or not. If being a “Rogerist” means that I am not a Calvinist, or an Arminian, but a Baptist–then sign me up. If being a “Rogerist” means being on fire for Jesus and loving the sound of the Sinner’s Prayer–then give me a membership card. Whatever else I am, I am saved and called to preach. I honor and respect the sacred desk. The old Southern Baptist evangelist Jesse M. Hendley said, “Any preacher who does not preach the Gospel of the grace of God to lost souls, God’s curse is on him.” A true “Rogerist” is not in any danger of that curse.