We all have stories to tell. Some are born raconteurs; others are shy. But we all like it when people are interested when we tell our stories. And many of us have stories that we think are worth telling.

One man who had no shortage of stories to tell was Adoniram Judson.The great pioneer missionary to Burma passed through unimaginable hardships and dangers and embarked on some remarkable exploits. Whole books are filled with the stories of his life of adventure.

But Judson's view of his stories was rater more muted. He returned to America after 30 years' absence. Thirty action-packed, incident-filled years.An after-dinner speaker's dream with so many anecdotes to choose from.

As Judson was welcomed back home he was introduced to speak to a crowd that had gathered from great distances to hear him. To hear his stories.

Charles Spurgeon tells the story of that event, in a sermon on Exodus 12:13 called 'The Blood'. "He rose at the close of the usual service and as all eyes were fixed and every ear attent he spoke for about fifteen minutes, with much pathos, of the precious Saviour, of what he done for us; ...and sat down, visibly affected."

"The people are very much disappointed," said a friend to him on the way home; "they wonder you did not talk of something else. They wanted something new of a man who had just come from the Antipodes"

Judson's reply, as reported by Spurgeon, provides the perfect perspective for story-tellers everywhere:

Then I am glad they have to it to say, that a man coming from the Antipodes had nothing better to tell them than the wondrous story of the dying love of Jesus. My, how could I hereafter meet the fearful charge, 'I gave you one opportunity to tell them of ME; you spent it in describing your own adventures!'?