Slowly, slowly, I feel my confidence, and possibly competence, returning.  This Sunday, for the second time (last week being the first) I felt secure enough to depart from my script when I was preaching.  Except for some parts of all age worship, I always have a full script for everything.  Actually, that's not true, I usually extemporise the offertory prayer and the final blessing.  But the point is, last Sunday and this Sunday I went 'off script' in my sermon without either losing my place, talking any more twaddle than usual or completely drying up.  After the better part of a year in which I have read every word, it is pure joy to feel sufficiently confident to speak more freely.

Perhaps it is because I'm talking doctrine, and aspects of doctrine for which I did a LOT and I mean a LOT of undergraduate stuff.  Somewhere deep in my memory are thirty hours on the doctrine of God and another thirty on that of Jesus Christ (albeit masked as Biblical studies).

The last two Sundays have been fun, some interesting conversations, and insights.  Another three to go and then it's Palm Sunday and Holy Week... tempus fugits apace.