“Then Philip went down to the city of Samaria and preached Christ to them…. Then Philip opened his mouth, and beginning at this Scripture, preached Jesus to him…” (Acts 8:5,35).
Two sermons stand out in my mind as possibly the worst I have ever heard.
(And to those who ask about the worst sermons I personally have ever preached, there have been so many, it’s hard to choose!)
One sermon was interesting and easy to follow. The other was a self-centered rant I found completely offensive.
The first was delivered by an interim pastor, a professor at the local Christian college. The subject was friendship.
The second was delivered by a young celebrity-type pastor who started that church eight years previously and it now ran in the thousands. We were at one of their multiple locations watching him on a large screen. His subject? I’ve long forgotten.
Both sermons were helpful in some ways. Neither was biblical. Both were delivered by gifted communicators; neither mentioned Jesus. Neither message had even a passing acquaintance with the gospel.