As the title suggests, this was my final preach at City as Assistant Pastor.
I was given freedom to choose what I wanted to preach and the temptation was always to ham it up, get the tears flowing and be the hero... Or when I was a bit less down about it being my final sermon, to give some "sturdy advice" to all and sundry.
But this was also the first Sunday after our weeks of local outreach. We'd touched many hundreds of lives, and so we expected a number of visitors. So I decided to do what I love the most and preach about Jesus.
In order to keep myself from blubbing, I thought I should speak quickly. Quickly is good. Quickly beats tears. Quickly is manly.
Anyway. Here's the link.
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