Billy Madison & the Preacher Man

There are times when I’m done preaching on a Sunday morning that I step down from the pulpit and I’m not entirely sure if I sufficiently communicated the message I was trying to convey. As I’m greeting people while they leave, I half-expect someone to disregard the standard, “Good sermon, preacher,” and say this to me instead…

Now – do I really think that any of my sermons were rambling and incoherent and have made everyone dumber just from hearing them? Well, no. But I’m sure I’m not alone in wondering if what I tried to say was actually communicated in the way I’d hoped. I guess that gives me a good enough reason to continue to work on my sermons and to improve everything about them. After all, it’s a pretty important message I’m trying to share, isn’t it?

With that being said, I had fun with yesterday’s sermon. In talking about how God sent us a gift in Jesus Christ, I had the opportunity to share how I asked Christy to marry me. It was fun telling the story. If you haven’t heard it, you can read (or listen to) it here.

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Howdy. I'm Matt. My wife, Christy, and I have four kids and two dogs, I'm passionate about orphan care. I'm a die-hard fan of the Evansville Aces, the Indiana Hoosiers, and Star Wars. I'm trying to live life by the Todd family motto: "It behooves us to live!"
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