preach it, mr. president

Some weeks I wonder what on earth I am going to say about the assigned text for Sunday.

Some weeks I wonder what the community needs most to hear: words of challenge, hope, comfort, justice, or all of the above.

Some weeks the sermon practically writes itself.

This week, I suspect our new president may have beat us preachers at our own game.

Amen to that.

(And by the way, that benediction, Pastor Lowery? Spectacular.)