John's hero is Billy Sunday, the great preacher of the early 20th Century. John, too, believes he might be called to preach someday when he grows-up.
John recently got fired-up about bad things that our country is doing, and he felt compelled to preach a sermon about it. So he wrote one. Then John constructed a pulpit out of boxes he found in the attic (apparently using an entire roll of my Scotch tape), put on his suit over his Spiderman pajamas, and preached us a 6 minute - 30 second, 3-point sermon in the living room.
Then John felt better. So he went to bed.
And I guess now I live in a house with TWO men
who sometimes just have to get their preach out.
"Then I said, 'I will not make mention of Him, nor speak anymore in His name.' But His word was in my heart like a burning fire shut up in my bones; I was weary of holding it back, and I could not." -Jeremiah 20:9
And because I know you all have that song in your head now...
And because I know you all have that song in your head now...
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