So I’m eager to preach the good news to you who live in Rome as well.
I’ve always wanted to preach the good news where Christ is not known. I don’t want to build on someone else’s foundation.
If I preach because I want to, I get a reward. If I preach because I have to, I’m only doing my duty.
Ask the Lord of the harvest to send workers out into his harvest field.”
Do you really want to give? Then your gift will be measured by what you have, not by what you don’t.
If possible, as far as it depends on you, live at peace with everyone.
He asked, “Why are you crying? Why are you breaking my heart? I’m ready to be put in prison. I’m even ready to die in Jerusalem for the Lord Jesus.”
“My food,” Jesus said, “is to do what my Father sent me to do and to finish his work.
She did what she could. She poured perfume on my body to prepare me for burial.
And how can anyone preach to them without being sent? It is written, “How beautiful are the feet of those who bring good news!”