Saturday nights for the preacher certainly can be fun—or at least interesting. I remember being in town from seminary at an awesome LSU game when my buddy who was preaching (let’s just call him John L.) left somewhere in the third quarter. (I wonder if he regrets it). Either way, I thought he was crazy.
I am sure there are some pastors who use Saturday to get amped for Sunday. I try to do the same; but I also have small kids, a wife who likes me to be around (she must be crazy), and dear friends. So tonight Courtney and I get to spend some time with these three kids (I had to take a picture of one of their pictures because I forgot to take one before they went to bed!) while their parents celebrate 11 years of marriage. We wouldn’t have it any other way.