Christmas in July. . .
A Retail Owner’s dream and hope for ‘all the fears of all the years’ or at least this year’s bottom line.
When was the first time you remember hearing of Christmas in July?
It may not be the first time, but it’s certainly my most memorable time–July 1979.
I was a getting ready to start my final year at Lexington Theological Seminary and I was NO Billy Graham in the pulpit. I was taking a mandatory Practice Preaching Class with 9 other colleagues. We listened to each other’s sermons and then, quite brutally, butchered one another in what was suppose to be constructive critiquing.
V I C I O U S !
We gave three sermons each during the Term. It was my third and last one. I, uhhh, I really hadn’t done too well with my first two outings.
This third one wasn’t showing much promise. I had been up all night, being on call at the University of Kentucky Medical Center, to fulfill my Clinical Pastoral Education credits.
I WAS NOT going from a full-manuscript–word-for-word–written down before me, which was highly usual for me at that time.
I was picked to go first for this 8:00 a.m. class and Starbucks had yet to be invented.
I know that my mouth moved but it was my heart that spoke.