A Story Finally Told

The full story can now be told.  We were good friends and collegiate ministry colleagues for a lot of years.  In the early years, he served at Texas Tech University, and I was at Pan American University.  Every March  we took a few of our missions-minded students to Southwestern Baptist Seminary for the Student Missions Conference.  During this particular March, because it was also March Madness, the T.C.U. Men’s Basketball team was hosting Dayton University in an NCAA Tournament game. Knowing my friend was a huge basketball fan, I suggested we skip the Saturday evening session of the Missions Conference and attend the basketball game.  He first refused saying he had agreed to assist with the invitation time at the conclusion of the session.  Then he reasoned that if I drove and got him back to Truett Auditorium before the end of the session, he could go to the game.  We thoroughly enjoyed the game and as requested, I drove, getting him back to the front doors of Truett Auditorium just in time.  In fact, as he walked through the rotunda and into the back door of the auditorium, the invitation music was just beginning.   He walked down the aisle to the front, turned around, and began greeting students who were responding to the invitation.  Until now, it has been assumed that he was in the Missions Conference through the entire Saturday session, not just the invitation.  The full story could not be told until now, because within a few years, he became my boss.  Today, I will attend the Celebration of Life Service for my friend and former boss, Jack Greever.  “Precious in the sight of the Lord is the death of His saints” (Psalm 116:15).