Generally, I preach messages that last 20-25 minutes. I seldom stray outside that timeframe. Most of the worship services I lead dismiss on time. But, one Sunday, I lost all track of time. The outline I had prepared and printed in the bulletin had far too many points and I had a story to tell about each jot and tittle of that plethora of ideas. I should have found a suitable stopping place and told the congregation we’d finish the message next Sunday. But, I didn’t. I persevered to the end. Most of my poor congregation “suffered long and was kind.”
When I returned to my office after the service, I
faced my family’s post-game analysis (more like an autopsy) of my message. My son said, in great desperation, “Couldn’t
you find a place to stop? And do you have
to tell a story for every idea you teach?”
Linda was far more diplomatic. In
fact, in my book, she holds the world record for the kindest way to declare a
sermon too long. She said, “Dee,
today’s message would make a good sermon series.” A few years later, it actually did. Like the
loaves and fishes, that one sermon, only slightly expanded, fed the
congregation for five Sundays.
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