This Easter that exact thing happened to me.  I’m pretty involved in the church community. I wasn’t always that way.  I used to not go to church at all. When I did it wasn’t for big events like Easter, because I was a put-in-the-minimum kind of guy. That has all changed now that I am a semi-responsible adult with children of my own.  Now I’m heavily involved in the church -- and I mean heavily. 

For a pastor, this is one of the busiest weeks of the year. Easter prep is in full swing, and we’ve thrown in some additional worship opportunities, so the bottom line is: I get to create a lot of content this week. Don’t worry, I love doing it, but sometimes when I sit down to write something else pops out of my head. This is one of those times.

It usually happens at weddings when the loud and exuberant DJ walks over to the longest married couple in the room and asks the question: What does it take to stay married for as long as you two have? The older man will pause, look around the room and say, “Two words: Yes, dear.” Of course his comedic timing is perfect, and the room erupts with laughter.

Most Monday mornings I sit down in the staff meeting and I ask the team to review the Sunday-morning experience. Let’s be honest, we are a church, and what we do on Sunday is important. We need to know how things went. In our most recent review, I asked the team how they thought the message went, and one of our team members looked at me and said, “Tony, it was the most political message I’ve ever heard you preach.”