I was preaching to an empty room because we all stayed home to be safe from catching or spreading CoVid-19.
The moment of truth comes when somewhere in my preparation, a word, a phrase, an image or an event suddenly strikes a nerve. At that moment, I know I have something to say.
I've been doing this for a long time. I've been writing sermons and preaching weekly to congregations for nearly thirty-four years.
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 […]
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 […]
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 […]
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 […]
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 […]