Ronald Reagan once regaled a group with a story about the best sermon he had ever heard. He was a boy in Dixon, Illinois, attending church on what must have been the hottest day of the year. Reagan said:
Eggs could have been fried on the steps of the Civil War Memorial in the Dixon town square, and the humidity was so thick that you could have ladled it out like soup.
When it came time for the sermon the preacher mounted the steps to the pulpit and faced the congregation. He pointed downward and said, “It’s hotter down there,” and then descended from the pulpit. That was his sermon!