Sunday, after I greeted everyone in the reception line, one parishioner came back to talk with me. He was very kind and told me I have a way with words. He added that he really appreciates my preaching, both on Sunday mornings, and at funeral services. He told me I should write a book or do some memoirs. I was flattered, and to be honest, a bit surprised since I felt like my sermon was sub par. It’s amazing how God uses people to offer encouragement at the times when I feel ready to just throw up my hands. It’s also amazing to me that God can use my words when I haven’t done the necessary preparation. I told the parishioner that I blog, but he wasn’t quite satisfied with that as my medium…he wanted me to put it in print.
Sunday was also a potluck Sunday, so after I locked up the church, I went to greet people and I saw this man again and he handed me a note card that read “Write a Book.” Apparently he wanted to be sure I got the message.
