I Need You to Keep It 100

When I'm getting ready to preach and my mind starts getting all conceptual, I don't remind myself why I'm preaching who I'm preaching to. Every once in a while, I remember one specific conversation that I had with the lady in our church who was a part of our Toronto campus. She said she wanted to thank me for keeping it real. That was polite laughter. That was an offering of love. You've heard of a sacrifice of praise. That was a sacrifice of laughter that you gave me because it wasn't funny. And just pick the title you like, but at least look at your neighbor for a moment on your way to your seat and say, please keep it 100