His first Sunday as a minister, his first sermon, and someone falls over dead. Did he bore her to death with his sermon, or is it something more sinister?
Jim Phillips has dreamed of being a minister his entire life. After a painful divorce, he left his comfortable middle-aged life and moved to the small town of Prairie Mound. Now he must learn how to be a minister while overcoming: his inability to remember names (not a good trait for a minister), his propensity to tell bad jokes, his growing addiction for apple fritters, and the fact that someone seems to fall over dead every time he preaches.