A Man's Gift Makes Room for Him
I began preaching in my early twenties. Needless to say, I didn’t know what I was doing, but I loved it. It all began when the campus ministry in which I was involved was asked to provide three speakers to speak for about 10 minutes each at a local church one Sunday morning. I don’t know why I was chosen by the leadership committee to be one of the three to speak. Perhaps they didn’t know me very well. Public speaking was the one thing I dreaded most. I had always dreaded giving oral book reports in school. I never wanted to be in a school play. I became nervous at the very mention of a Christmas program at church.