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Category: preaching

I’ll do better next time.

Last Monday morning, as I was reading the bible and journaling, I jotted down a few reflections about Sunday morning. I preach twice each Sunday morning and one sermon always […]

Refreshing

Second worship service is over, it’s hot and I’m walking out to my car. When I get in, turn the key and fire up the AC, I quickly check my […]

I didn’t feel like preaching today

You read that title right. I really didn’t feel like preaching today. For some reason, I just got up and felt like a blend of Jonah and Jeremiah. My sermon […]

Yes, I write my own sermons

I stumbled across this blog post the other day: “So, do you write your own sermons?” I felt compelled to mention here that yes, for better or worse, I write […]

The blessing of being dispensable

In the sermon this morning, I talked a little about being “indispensable.” It came up in the context of Paul’s letter to the Corinthians where he writes, “the parts of […]

Live from our chapel

This past Advent and Christmas, I experimented with setting my iPhone in front of the church so that the service and sermon could be on Facebook live. It certainly wasn’t […]

They thought I was kidding

As I began preaching yesterday, I mentioned that there are some in the congregation who believe I should more confrontational, more aggressive, more direct in my preaching, along the lines […]

My favorite thing about Christmas

What do I like the most about Christmas? Preaching. The chance to get up in front of a congregation and preach the word. Tell the story, explain the implications of […]

Talking to myself (again)

Ten minutes before the memorial service began today, someone came over and said, “We’re not going to fit.” We had everything set up and ready to go in our chapel, […]

“What are you talking about?”

In the introduction to my sermon yesterday, I referred the HGTV show “Fixer Upper.” I knew that many in attendance were fans or had at least seen or heard of […]

Just be there.

It’s early. Really early. It’s dark. Really dark. It’s quiet. Really quiet. It’s about 6:20 am on a Sunday morning as I pull into the church parking lot to open […]