I still wonder at times about the wisdom of God in calling me to preach, but He did. Of this I have no doubt. What a privilege it has been to have a place to stand and preach every Sunday for all those years. There is no place like the pulpit. It is holy in that it is set aside for a holy purpose. From it the Word of God is to be proclaimed. It is not a rostrum to hold material of a speaker. It is not something which is to be moved so that other purposes can be in the spotlight. It should be regarded as a permanent part of the sanctuary which is, of course, larger space that is also set aside for holy purposes.
I remember everyone of those ten pulpits behind which I have stood and preached the Word of God. There were those times when I stepped into it woefully unprepared. I deeply regret having wasted a single moment given to me for preaching. I have always believed God was at work through the preaching and sometimes He did it through this preacher and sometimes He did it despite this preacher. On the surface it may seem like a ordinary place to stand, but far from it, it is a holy place where extraordinary things are only a breath of the Spirit away. To have stood there humbles me and blesses me.