There Goes My Secret

My friend Steve Himmer takes the opportunity this morning to reveal the arcane method by which I compose my best sermons. Luckily for me, Steve didn’t figure out what those giant multi-colored concrete letters spelled — or the jig would have been up.

At least David didn’t disclose any of my secrets. I’ll say this, though: No more Saturday-afternoon garden party invitations for Steve!

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  1. Actually, it’s all research for The Stevinci Code, my shakily historical religious thriller about a folio of handwritten sermons and the lunch club that has guarded their secret for centuries. It distinguishes itself from that other shakily historical religious thriller by including recipes.

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