I stood at the lecturn this morning and was reading today's Old Testament reading when suddenly I felt all fire and brimstoney. I began to feel the words I was saying. My voice rose. I became emphatic. I paused and looked at the congregants in front of me. I could taste the poetry of the word of God in my mouth. It became huge. I wanted, for some reason, to shout.
I didn't. We are Episcopalians after all. I didn't want to scare anyone.
But for that brief time at the lecturn, I felt the power of the Holy Spirit speaking through my mouth.
Can I hear an amen, Brother?