Growing up, I never wanted to be a pastor because public speaking was one of my biggest fears.
If I were to have ranked my worst fears in order, it would have been:
- Public speaking
- Speaking to girls
My first sermon was terrible. I hid behind the biggest podium I could find, clutching my notes in both shaking hands
My sermon notes were my lifeline. I never took my eyes off of them.
That poor audience!
The content was OK, but the delivery stunk.
Fast forward a few years, and someone challenged me to preach without notes. It was one of the scariest thing ever did, but my sermon delivery improved considerably. And the more I practiced, the better I got.
My notes were a crutch. They made me feel safe when, in reality, they were an excuse for my insecurity and laziness. I thought they were helping me, but they were holding me back.
Today, I still prefer to write a full manuscript of my sermon to clarify my thoughts, but I only allow myself to bring one small page of notes with me on stage.
Most of the notes I have with me are direct quotes of the Scripture…Continue Reading