I’ve preached some long messages in my time – but I don’t think anything tops this story!
As Paul spoke on and on, a young man named Eutycus, sitting on the windowsill, became very drowsy. Finally, he sank into a deep sleep and fell three stories to his death below. Paul went down, bent over him, and took him into his arms. “Don’t worry.” he said, “he’s alive!” Then they all went back upstairs and ate the Lord’s Supper together. And Paul continued talking to them until dawn; then he left. (Acts 20:9-11, NLT)