I Support the Spread of Christianity

I had recently stepped down from pastoring a church and went to a different church that I knew very little about. I attended every week and contributed bits and pieces in the weekly Sunday School. At the end of the first month the elderly pastor came to me and said I see you are a very Spiritual man. Would you like to deliver the sermon next week. I kind of gulped and agreed. I went home to begin preparing. It was getting close to Resurrection Sunday so I decided to preach on the sufferings of Christ. I spent all week at the computer typing and retyping what I thought the LORD would want me to say. I drove my Dear Wife insane because I would type late into the night going to bed for a few hours then typing some more. Finally the Sunday arrived and I stood behind the pulpit. I have no idea why but I was shaking like a leave as I began. Suddenly the nervousness left me and I spoke without hesitation or fear. As I got close to the end of the sermon people began to come to the altar for prayer. I continued to speak and more people came. I was a bit perplexed. Do I end now or do I continue until the end? I continued and before I finished everyone in the church including the elderly pastor was kneeling at the altar deep in prayer.