 I would feel that I had horribly failed God. I would feel so much like a failure that I did not want to go to the door and shake hands with anybody. I would want a back door to get out of. And if somebody were to tell me afterward it was a good sermon, it would make me angry because I'd say, what is wrong? What did I do wrong? How did I fail? And then it finally dawned on me that I'd not fail, not if I preached the Word of God,