A Church for a Guy Like Me: Making the Case for Less Assumptive Preaching

"There ought to be a church for a guy like me," Rick said. The words left me speechless and has changed the trajectory of my sermon development and delivery ever since. We were sitting at a Furr's Cafeteria in East Dallas having lunch. I had met Rick just three days before on the Sunday after the worship service that I helped plan. In one conversation Rick changed my preaching forever.