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I think I preached the worst sermon of my life this morning. I felt like I was wrestling a pig in a vat of oil and NOT ONLY was I losing but the pig was enjoying the struggle.

The really frustrating thing about it was - all the stuff was there. All the insights, definitions, and points (if you can call them that) were in my dome, were on my notes but I could not form a cohesive train of thought to save my life.

This was one of those sermons you just delete.

And you’ll notice that you’re not going to be able to leave comments on this post…

I don’t want to hear either the false praise OR the agreement.