I am so glad that since my husband is a preacher that he is good at it.  I mean, it would be a pretty miserable gig to have to sit through a lifetime of bad sermons and not ever be able to change churches. I guess your only option would be to change husbands.  Bummer.

There are some thing that John does not do well. Unlike his wife,  he is not perfect. I remember walking into our first apartment and seeing him bang dough repeatedly on the counter for a shepherd’s pie. The Play dough at Kinderplatz Fine Arts Preschool where I worked, I am sure tasted better.

You don’t want the guy ANYWHERE near electricity. When he installed his first ceiling fan, I stood by with a 2 x 4 in case an I had to smack him to disconnect him from an electrical current. Thankfully, my pummeling skills were unneccessary that day.

But one thing I must admit is that he inspires me every Sunday. I love to speak at Women’s events but could never write a sermon on a weekly basis (or, as in the case of this week, write 2 sermons.)

From our “salad years,” ministering in Gatesville, Texas, to pastoring a church of hundreds, John has taken the responsibility of rightly dividing God’s word incredibly seriously.   I have attached a link to sermon he preached today.  I am truly inspired. Just don’t ask for him to cook dinner.

http://preachingrhythm.com/2011/03/16/spirit-word-and-angels-lenten-lunch-1/