“Jeremiah and Jesus”
… That first sermon was a doozy! On a Saturday evening, I went to church to practice the sermon. I do not remember getting any practice accomplished. I do remember that I was on the floor, behind the pulpit, crying. I was probably at the church for an hour and a half. Somehow, I was able to leave the church building. That was when I was a teenager. It might have been for a youth Sunday.
I can understand Jeremiah’s complaint that he was only boy. Continue Reading……