Happy Feast of John Chrysostom
Growing up in a Pentecostal church, the preaching was where it was at. I mean, if the pastor could deliver a strong, make-you-really-think-about-your-relationship-with-God, and get-you-to-the altar sermon, then it was a good Sunday morning! Please read NO sarcasm in this statement. It was wonderful. I have heard some amazing preaching in my lifetime. It didn't have to touch the emotions, either. If it was something that resonated inside the spirit, then it was a good sermon. Don't get me wrong. I have heard some very emotion-driven sermons. They made me laugh. They made me cry. They moved me, Bob. But the best sermons were ones that called me to change. Called me into a more intimate relationship with Christ. Called me to be more of who God made me to be. There are very few sermons I actually remember. But those I do remember have made a lasting impact on my life. One was given by an ...