Let me ask you a question: how many of you would like to trade places with me on a Sunday morning? How many of you wish you could preach a few sermons instead of sitting and listening to them?

I read about one pastor who was shaking hands with his parishioners after worship. At the end of the line was a church member who always had something to say about his messages.

The woman shook the pastor’s hand warmly and said, “Pastor, today your sermon reminded me of the peace and love of God!”

The pastor beamed. “No one has ever said that about my preaching before. Tell me why you felt that way.”

She answered, “Your sermon reminded me of the peace of God because it passed all understanding, and it reminded me of the love of God because it endured forever!”

Ouch! I know that sometimes no matt…