We all do it, it seems. Kind of fall in love with the stage, enjoy the laughs and everyone actually listening to what we have to say.
Can be pretty heady stuff.
I found myself at “too cute” one day listening to the cassette replay of the previous Sunday’s message. (Yes, back in the dark ages we recorded to cassette.)
Wow, I thought, very upset. Too cute. Too much horsing around, entertaining, not enough content.
And so I decided to change my approach. It wasn’t that I was a horrible person, not for that anyway. It is just that I had caught a malady common to public speaking – “too cute-itis.”
Listen to the guys who have been on the radio for a while. If you are not drawn into the moment, it is too much, too much of the person and not enough of the message.
I guess this is on my mind as I think about standing before a group of men this Saturday. Have fun, yes. Forget my focus, no.
