This past week I had an incredible opportunity to join
Pastor Marty and Ronda in speaking to a group of students at Anderson Seminary
in Indiana. The classroom
experience was fun but what really made the trip for me was getting in touch
with my roots. My grandparents
attended this same college in the 1930’s and I found their freshman yearbook
pictures (just a side note, my grandmother turned 99 this year). Anderson is also where I began
school. Lynhurst Elementary School
is where I attended Kindergarten and 1rst grade. I was able to find the old house where we lived and I was
flooded with memories from when I was 5 and 6 years old.
In the early ‘70’s, my dad was traveling a lot speaking at
conferences and camp meetings. He
was on TV a number of times and was working in both prisons and corporate
offices sharing the testimony of what God had done in his life and assisting
others on their road to recovery. Looking
back only about 10 years previous to these days in Indiana, my dad was still on
heroine in New York. He was addicted,
violent, angry, and had served 2 jail sentences. This was before meeting Christ in his mid-twenties in the
mid 60’s. In the early 70’s he had started a rehab
center in Miami, Florida (F.Y.I.- there are a few drugs in Miami). We then
moved to Anderson. Here he was a dad of three and having a profound impact on
this blue-collar city. Dad wasn’t
perfect. He was still working through some of the ghosts of his past.
We only lived in Anderson for about two years before moving
to Blacksburg, Virginia. where my brother, sister, and I spent the rest of our
childhood. We made the move for
stability for the family and because he didn’t want to be an absentee dad. What
is amazing to me is that in going back to Anderson 35 years later, I still found
a number of people who remember dad and the work he did in that short
time. This challenged me to ask
two questions:
1-
What am I doing in life that is going to have a long-term
effect on people?
2-
What am I doing with the testimony of what God has
done in my life?
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