I’m surprised at how much I’ve been blogging on preaching over the last year. It’s an incredibly interesting art-form, and at the same time a very odd thing to be spending your time doing.
Yesterday I preached for my current advanced preaching class… a few thoughts.
Preaching remains a love / hate thing for me. Preaching in a classroom setting, amongst peers I respect with evaluation pens up drives me a bit bonkers inside.
As much as I’m getting a bit more use to preaching, I still need to pee three, four times before I speak. I’m not sure if it’s nerves or “the spirit”
I spoke on 2 Samuel 11-12, which encompassed almost 60 verses… I don’t think I’ve ever presented that many verses from a single section of the Scriptures… it was incredibly challenging.
I took solace in the truth that You can never speak on everything in it’s entirety anyways.
Although everyone was assigned with narrative expository preaching, it was amazing how many unique styles that still generated amongst classmates.
Preaching guru Haddon Robinson demands that all messages have a single clear ‘big idea’. I’m not sure I had one, I was hoping to instill a ‘big feeling’ instead.