The world loves mealy-mouthed preachers. They’ve been around from time immeasurable, uttering their soft-spoken platitudes for which earth’s insincere crave. Some in the age of Isaiah demanded, “Smooth things”. Their exact words were, “Prophesy (or preach) not unto us right thing, speak unto us smooth things, prophesy deceits (Isaiah 30:10). Though that was spoken eons ago, the same attitude is well and alive today. Don’t tell us right things (the truth), speak smooth things. Munchers, living off the fat of the land, in their case, congregations, invade pulpits like a swarm of honeybees, prostituting their talents for a mess of pottage.