The Zone
Every Saturday night about 6 p.m. my whole vibe sort of changes. It sounds odd but I start focusing on the fact that Sunday is coming in a few hours and I get to stand on a stage and present the truths of God’s word. DeAnna settles the house down, I turn the phone off, and I just began to get in the zone (for lack of a better word). I don’t really want to talk or be talked too. I can’t explain it, but we are very protective of Saturday nights because of this. I can begin to the feel the warfare that goes into a message during this time pretty intense. I want to focus and nothing else.
Tonight at dinner DeAnna made the comment that it was only Thursday and she could already see I was checking out and starting to get to that place. I think she might be right. I am excited about the opportunity that is before me this Sunday and I am excited about sharing something that God shared with me about 2 1/2 years ago. I shared these things with our staff a few weeks ago for the first time, and I am looking forward to sharing them again this Sunday. In many ways these are my core values and the things that drive me and drive our church.
Only preachers will understand this but it is only Thursday night and I am already in the zone.
Sunday can’t get here fast enough.