Emphasis Preaching Journal

The timid speaker approached the platform to address the women's convention. He was terrified. He stood up and said, "Ladies, I come to you from ..." but his throat went dry. Starting again, "Now, ladies, I come ..." but, again, his nerves defeated him. Undaunted, he backed up a little and said, "Now, ladies, I come ..." and he tripped over the microphone wire, landing in the lap of a woman sitting in the first row. "I'm terribly sorry," he exclaimed, clambering to get to his feet. "Don't apologize, sir," responded the surprised recipient.