It wasn't me....
I had the opportunity to bring a Sunday morning message at a little church in a small community about 15 miles to the east of here. A friend I know through the Gideons is on the board of the church and they're looking for a full-time pastor. In the interim, they have been inviting different people to speak. This is the third time I've been blessed to join them on a Sunday. I understand how the Bible is divinely inspired writing. I can't take credit for my sermon; the idea came from the Holy Spirit. Given the edits I made to it, even an hour and a half before delivering it, I don't just think it was inspired. I know it. And to further reinforce that, as I joined in song with the congregation I couldn't help but notice how perfectly aligned the words of the hymns that were chosen went with the message I was about to deliver. I had to ask before I started who selected the music and it turned out the woman who arranged the song service f...