A particular divinity student was once asked to preach the sermon in the church where he was attached for his first theology year at University.
This was the first time he’d ever spoken in public. The Congregation was large, he was so nervous that perspiration was running down his back, his hands were shaking – he climbed the steps to the pulpit.
There he found that there was a metal nut just below the ledge below the reading-desk.
He found that twiddling it as he preached helped calm his nerves. All seemed to go well.
Over a cuppa, after the service, he said to a member of the congregation “Well, at least I seemed to hold your attention!”
To which the member replied “I think it had something to do with the odd way the metal cross on the front of the pulpit was going round and round like a propeller…”