Comment to those looking at my sermons: I believe that a Christian should speak where the bible speaks and be silent where the bible is silent. I believe that we cannot compromise Christian essentials, but in nonessentials we must respect the opinions of other. We need a Jesus-centric open discourse with all mankind: one that does not burden others with our traditions of observance and abstention. In everything, we need to treat each other with the love of Jesus.
Sermon or series that made a difference: Thomas Campbell’s Declaration and Address
One of my favorite illustrations: A poor widow was praying for a loaf of bread when two young scoundrels overheard her through her living room window. They ran to the bakery and bought a loaf of bread and threw it threw her window. The widow began to thank God and praise Him for the bread. The boys began to taunt her with: "we did it not God." The widow replied: "God provided me with this bread even if the Devil’s little helpers delivered it."
Family: Wife, Son & Three Grand Children
What my parents think of my sermons: My mother liked them.
My father did not go to church.
What my spouse (really) thinks of my sermons: My spouse is my sea anchor. She likes my sermons and very often proofs them with a special eye to my remaining humble, gentle and loving ... not natural traits for me.
I used to want to preach like Paul ... now, thanks to my wife, I want to love like Jesus.
Best advice given to me about preaching: The three keys to a sermon are: pray, pray, pray
Books that have had an impact: Knowing God
Tinkering and fixing things
If I could Preach one more time, I would say...: There is but one God: the God of Abraham, Isaac and Jacob. There is but one way to God and that is through His Son Jesus the Christ.
Something funny that happened while preaching: I was preaching in a Pentecostal church and this elderly lady came in. I was a bit concerned as I watched her struggle to a pew. I was just getting good and warmed up when she jumped up and began running around the isles on the outside of the pews. She would make one round: thump, thump, thump; and then stop to catch her breath. In a few moments she would take off again. I was afraid she would have a heart attack so I stopped preaching; someone shouted: don’t stop, she is just in the spirit
What I want on my tombstone: I am not here!