Preaching to the president

THIS MORNING at 10:30 a.m. Eastern time, the president of the US of A is supposed to be sitting in my seat.

Sort of.

He’ll be sitting where I normally sit: in front of my preacher.

Sort of.

I actually watch my preacher on a video screen.

He preaches on the main campus and I attend a small campus on the outskirts of town. His sermons get sent out to the distant campuses by video.

So actually, I sit in front of a video of my pastor.

But I have seen him preaching live. I know he’s not computer generated.

He’s Adam Hamilton, of the United Methodist Church of the Resurrection in Leawood, Kansas. That’s a burb of Kansas City.

Adam is on the schedule to preach at the Inaugural Prayer Service at Washington’s National Cathedral.

He’s nervous. He said so.

Who wouldn’t be?

Adam, if you happen to stumble across this before your sermon, I have just two pieces of advice:

• Be yourself. You’re naturally a good guy, a fine thinker, and an engaging speaker.
• Stop reading blogs. You’re in Washington DC. Be where you are.

If you’ve got the time, watch it. Adam doesn’t do boring.

He does interesting.

And relevant.

But not boring.