As I sit here pondering over my message I preached tonight, "Every Excess becomes a Vice", I understand why after nearly every message my Mom would preach she would ask me, "How was it?" or "How did I do tonight?".See my Father wasn't saved while she was an evangelist for the state of Indiana, so I was her "right-hand man" and her "sounding board" so to speak. Seems like no sooner does a minister say the last word of their message, Satan starts his attacks. Little did I know that being her companion all those years would be training for my future as a minister of the gospel. I would not understand that what I face after I preach is something that most if not ALL minister's go thru. I am thankful now for all those long car rides and late nights.
Until next time........
God Bless~
2 comments:
Great post, but I wouldn't mind hearing the "meat" of that message ;) Lovely blog!!!
You would laugh to know where God had given me the title to the message!! In a fortune cookie, midst that fat little buddha!! LOL! Doesn't matter where we are, if our hearts are right and centered on God, He can speak to us anywhere!
Thanks for stopping by.
God Bless~
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