Only a few times in my life has this happened, but it occurred again today during our Sunday morning service at The Summit. After experiencing some great conversations prior to the service and participating in great worship, I got up to give the first message in a brand new series, but sensed an uneasiness or an oppression in my mind while speaking. I’ve been wrestling with this message for two weeks and actually re-wrote it three times but felt as if I had landed on the final content. Throughout the talk, my mind kept coming unraveled although I’m confident it was not apparent to the listener (or maybe it was). It was almost as if a battle was raging and I found myself mentally lost or confused about where to go next. At the conclusion of the service I was unusually exhausted and very frustrated by, what I felt to be, a lack of connection with those listening.
I know God was working in spite of the way I felt as indicated by the number of people who responded at the end, but I am still bothered by that feeling I had. More than anything, I guess I was reminded of the spiritual battle taking place every time the truth is spoken even though the struggle is not visible.
This blog post is more for me to process what happened today, but if you can offer any advice or experience it is much appreciated!
Top Five Blog Posts in June:
- The Intruder in Our House
- My Take on Michael Jackson
- Oblivious Boy Knocked Out By Girl
- Commentary on 1 John 5:13-21
- Commentary on 1 Peter 2:11-3:7
