I once suggested the necessity of reading a variety of authors and backgrounds to keep from becoming overly biased and ignorant. Then I wrote that this requires chewing on the meat and spitting out the bones since no author is perfect. Now I'm writing that some books, sermons, podcasts, etc., are simply not worth wasting your time on at all. Here's what I mean, to further my last analogy…
I was once at a bar-b-que where the main course was chicken. I grabbed a couple of wings and threw them on my plate next to a generous helping of mashed potatoes (my mouth is watering as I write this), sat down, already famished, and began devouring a wing. To my dismay, there wasn't anything there to begin with—the only bit of existing meat lie deep between stacks of chicken bones—I felt like I was trying to chew slivers of string cheese stapled to toothpicks. I took two small bites before throwing the remains back on my plate, and grabbed the other wing hoping for a better catch. No luck. Those emaciated chicken wings were so boney that it wasn't even worth eating them at all. I should have stuck with my hunch and filled my whole plate with mashed potatoes! The moral of the story is:
Chicken wings don't have enough meat on them to be worth your time—especially when there are thighs on the other serving table.
Authors, preachers, and speakers are basically the same. There are times when you feel like you are chewing on a chicken wing—sure, there's a pocket of teriyaki sauce that globs up and whets your appetite when you bite it, but there's not enough meat to make navigating those bones worthwhile—kind of like the preacher or author who constantly drops clever one-liners but without any substance. The earth is full of these! Do yourself a favor: find something else that will satisfy your hunger and don't waste time on finger-food anymore.
It's probably clear that no one out there will ever offer a perfect meal of words except for Jesus. But that's why we read widely, chew on the meat, and spit out the bones—otherwise we wouldn't learn anything. Just stick to those preachers and writers that actually have substance, or you'll wake up with a mouth full of bone marrow, disgruntled because you can't seem to figure out why there's no spiritual growth in your life.
Perhaps because you're not really eating?