I am sure that most of you shook the slats out of the cradle when you first heard the following story. But it is a good one and illustrates a point I would like to make. It seems that the young preacher pranced up to the pulpit prepared to preach his first sermon with no notes - no safety net. Prepared he was, he thought. As he looked over the congregation, his mind went into neutral, blank, tabula rosa! He could not think of a single thing! His confidence quickly turned to embarrassment. Sweat beads popped out on his forehead. He became desperate.
