After a crazy weekend with the Crisis Hotline Chaplain phone, I managed to grab a few hours of shut eye before Sunday morning. (Few, meaning 2). Therefore heading to church Sunday morning was a little tiring seeing that I wondered if I would pull my composure together in order to even listen to anything. I think we have all been there before.
The music started. I labored to pay attention. Then at some point during a song, a verse of Scripture during the midst of the chorus spoke to my heart. I remember thinking: How merciful a God to be speaking to my heart, when even now I feel (truly mean that) not-present. It wasn't the McDonalds coffee that spurred my butt to holiness at that moment, it was the kindness of God.
Our teaching elder began to preach from Mark. It was familiar, but nourishing. It was amazing that after the service,...I was assured of some issues that I had to resolve that had been bothering me all weekend. I had the confidence to deal with them because I was convicted of my sin in the matter and needed to repent and move forward. Humbled at lunch I addressed our family and made it right.
I didn't look at the passage at all. BUT, I did think of something. I have 3 sermons that I must preach on Sunday, 900, 1030, and 1700 (5pm). I have three sections. If I do my math correctly,...instead of polishing a sermon throughout the day, what if I prepared 3 separate sermons? What if 0900 got Part A, 1030 got part B, and 1700 got part C? The dependency on each section is not too heavy so what if I took this approach? Could this be too cumbersome? Apart from this blog forum, no one would even know.
Just a thought. Today, I look at the Tax section. Hmmm. Wondering why I get this passage so close to April 15?