On Sunday, I gave the sermon at Ainsworth United Church of Christ.
The night before I couldn’t sleep. The morning of I couldn’t eat and my stomach was doing gymnastics.
This isn’t an unusual feeling when I am giving a sermon. I have a completely different experience when I am speaking at a women’s/girls’ empowerment event. The anxiety just isn’t the same. *Something about getting in the pulpit makes me want to throw in the towel or question why I said, yes. #FeelTheFearAndDoItAnyway*
One may wonder, “why don’t you say, no?” Good question!
“Regular” public speaking is something I love. Preaching is difficult and my sermon isn’t completed until the 11th hour. God wakes me up in the middle of the night and BOOM, there’s my sermon.
I love that the process makes me dig deep spiritually, pick apart and research the scripture(s), and think about how I balance my energy with the audience’s. The last one I can’t control. When I am in the pulpit, there is another person giving the Word. My delivery truly surprises and inspires me. #NothingButGod
I am very energetic, involved, and ready to snatch everyone’s edges. Every(clap)one’s (clap) edges (claps), including your granny’s. Ha ha!
I wrote a message only God could have written. It seemed out of my wheelhouse. The title was A Mustard Seed Faith.
Here is the video to my sermon. If you do not have a lot of time to watch the entire service, scroll to 39.32 and watch me deliver a Message!
You don’t need a lot of faith to make a significant impact!
Thank you thank you for listening and making it this far!
God, thank you for using me. I appreciate you, everyone who listened, and reached out. #Blessed