It has been my experience that sometimes writing a sermon is like a fast-flowing faucet, and sometimes it is more like a trickle.
And sometimes, after you finish preaching, you feel like a drip.
Bird by bird buddy.
Bird by Bird.
Well, I was going to say that this time it flowed like a rushing river. Thanks be to God!
Proof that God rains on the wicked and the righteous alike.
I resemble that remark.
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