She called to confirm that I was indeed coming to address her church’s seniors at their monthly meeting. “Yes,” I assured her. I had it on my calendar.
Then she said, “Brother Joe, can I talk straight to you?”
Absolutely.
“The last speaker we had,” she said, “was awful. He had promised to speak on (some subject; I forget what) but when he rose to speak, he preached three sermons–I mean he went on for an hour–and never once dealt with what he had promised. He was harsh and hard to listen to. Honestly, it was offensive.”
“The people are still talking about it.”
She was quiet a moment, and said, “We don’t want a repeat of that.”
I took a couple of minutes to tell her what I would be speaking on. That satisfied her. And a few days later, she called to say they were all pleased.
I have been where she sat. I know the feeling, and I appreciate her boldness.
It takes a certain amount of courage–call it moxie or nerve or bravery–to confront a speaker, whether before or during or after he finishes.
Here is my story.