Tuesday, June 3, 2014
1980 was a watershed year for me. Suddenly, I became aware of my lack of biblical knowledge. Although I had gone to Sunday school and church since I was a small boy, I could not sit you down and walk you through the Bible. All my classes had used “Para-Biblical” material and not the Bible itself. I was a little angry at the church and we started going to Northwest Bible Church. Our friend, John Eagle, had invited us to attend. John was one of the finest Christian men I ever knew. The first Sunday we went to Sunday school the teacher was Don Campbell, who was the academic Dean of Dallas Seminary. He was teaching right out of the Bible and we knew we were at the right place.
I enrolled in and started attending Don’s Friday morning Bible study at the Dallas Aerobic center on Preston Road. I also took a correspondence course on the Old Testament. I was so hungry for the Word; I was soaking it all up like a sponge.
After about a year or so, Charlotte and I were eating Mexican Food in Plano one night, when a couple from our old Sunday school class came in. Of course we invited them to join us. This was Everett and Vancie Hamm. Everett was sort of a quiet, slow talking guy from the country and he asked me what we had been doing. I poured my story out to him and he listened attentively. After I had gone on and on he said, “Well George, after you get all this knowledge about the Bible what are you going to do with it?” I was thunderstruck. I had not thought of that at all. I said, “I guess I would like to teach adults what I had not been taught about God’s Word.” Everett then says, “We have missed you all and we don’t have a teacher for this Sunday, how about it?” I guess it was time for me to put up or shut up. I said,” We will be there.” For the next twenty-six years I was a teacher in that Sunday school class.