My Friend Tom The Preacher

I have a friend called; well for this blog, we will call him Tom. Tom is not his real name but it will do for today.

Tom is a preacher. A very good one at that. He cares about his flock and does all the things you want your preacher to do. He is the one person outside of your family you can trust with a secret.

If you and your wife are having problems, you can go talk to Tom. Even though he is your friend, he has no problem telling you that you owe your wife an apology.

For the most part Tom is what you might say is a perfect preacher. Then we all know that no one is perfect.

A few years ago, Satan came and set down by Tom and told him that he was a great speaker. He told him that his voice was heavenly. Tom believed the devil.

Do not get too upset with Tom. Your great grandmother times about 6000 did the same thing. Remember Eve. We all succumb from time to time.

In Tom’s case, he became so enthralled in his own voice that his sermons got longer each Sunday. At first it simply meant a roast or two was being burned. Then it got serious. Men were not getting home in time to see the kick off of the Sunday afternoon ball games.

The elders called Tom in on the carpet and tried to reason with him. He said they were jealous because he spoke so elegantly.

His wife and kids complained about the length of his sermons. His answer was he got no respect at home.

The board met with Tom behind closed doors and threaten to let him go. The church was actually loosing members because of these extra long sermons. One went on until two O’clock one Sunday.

Tom was hurt that these people were having such a hard time listening to him. He loved listening to his own self and could have actually preached at least one more hour.

On the way home, that night the Lord spoke to Tom and for the first time he realized that the devil had tricked him.

Tom was mad at first at Satan and then he felt saddened for what he had put his flock and family through.

He decided to make it up the next Sunday by preaching the shortest sermon that he had ever preached.

He still felt he owed it to his flock to say something meaningful. He thought and thought.

That is when the old Chinese proverb came to him. One picture is worth a thousand words.

When he got home, he got on the computer and started searching the internet for the picture that could say every thing he thought needed to be said.

The next Sunday he stood up and gave a brief apology for forcing the congregations to set through his two and half hour sermons. He then said, ” look at the overhead this morning. When you get the message, you are free to go.”
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