The blessing of sermon feedback
Early on, the really biting sermon criticism would arrive in the form of a handwritten note. (A typewritten letter would usually mean something even more serious.)
During the six Sundays in Lent, I will be blogging for the Reformed Journal. Here’s my second post…
My first-ever sermon feedback came from my wife on a Saturday afternoon in Iowa City, Iowa. She was sitting in the living room of our basement-level apartment, and I was standing near her, not ten feet away, proclaiming what would be my first sermon in front of a live audience – not made up of seminary students.
She gave me encouraging looks, but must have been thinking, “I hope this does not become a weekly ritual in our marriage.” (It didn’t.)
Photos: I once joked that it’s going to be hard to go back to an American pulpit, but the pulpit at APCH, where I preach most Sundays, looks nothing like these. (above) The pulpit at Pieterskerk in Leiden. (below) The pulpit at Sint Janskerk in Gouda.
