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Today’s Blog Post
Murray in the Middle – the Oreo Cookie
The two young men stood beside me with their arms around my shoulders and back. They both gave me a Big Hug with one summing it up… “Hey, we are an Oreo!”
In 1987 these guys were about 12 years old. Both were full of vim and vinegar… bouncing young fellas that kept moving all the time. They were part of the Youth Group that I was ministering to as the World’s Oldest Youth Pastor – at that time 43 years old! Oh boy was I ever OLD!
On the left is Clem Dwyer and on the right is Godfrey Adderly.
These two handsome guys were the MCs at our friend’s Wedding Celebration in Scarborough on Saturday night.
Godfrey is one of the Pastors now at the same church. Once known as Scarboro Gospel Temple, SGT, it is now called Global Kingdom Ministries – GKM.
Clem is apart of the church and also working with the TMC – the Toronto Mass Choir. He is a genius with electronics and sound equipment from what I have heard.
What amazing guys they are.
But there is more to the story – the story behind the story that most see today.
Both boys were from Single Parent homes – both had a mom that was faithful to get them to church. They struggled but they made it through. The church was a huge part of their lives. Old Youth Pastors were good – because they kind of acted like a Big Brother… or a kind of “Dad” – or maybe even a “Grandpa”.
I served in the church for four years at that time before a cut back happened and the Youth Pastor’s position was down sized to Lay Volunteers.
We had worked hard to make sure that Lay Leadership was in place to take on the necessary tasks that needed to be done.
In fact our goal was to have a 1 Leader to 8 Kids/Teens relationship – so that no one would be left behind.
It was in 1987 that I first met “Mo” as everyone knew him. His name is Maurice Fairweather. His greatest calling and best ability was to love people just the way that they were – never judging them. “Mo” was always there for his boys. He was faithful to the point of almost doing too much. Some of us were concerned when he always had a load of guys in his car going some where.
“Mo” never had a girl friend when I worked with him. He liked all the gals and treated everyone as his friend. It wasn’t that he didn’t want a special Girl Friend… it was just that he had to have time to work with all his “boys” – and my guess was that a Relationship that required energy, time and commitment to develop would cut into the needs that his boys had. There was only so much of “Mo” to go around – and the boys got all of him!
This past year it was announced that “Mo” had not only found a special Gal Friend – but he also married her. WOW! Her name is Robyn. And all that I knew at that point was – “Robyn has to be something special to be in Maurice’s life.” Double WOW!
When I did the “Oreo” thing with Clem and Godfrey we were at the Wedding Celebration held for Maurice and Robyn at Global Kingdom Ministries church on Saturday evening.
All “Mo’s” boys were there to honour him. What an army of Handsome Men! They are not boys anymore!!!!
Remember when I stated that Robyn must be something special to marry “Mo”?
Robyn is the Youth Pastor at GKM – doing the same job that I used to do 23 years ago. She is a little younger than “Mo” and also has been completely committed to her kids. Relationships and the effort that it takes to develop – was not her top priority in life until recently – her kids always were. She loved the youth and special ones that God have given her.
(NOTE: That is my uneducated guess only. I only know “Mo”… and Robyn I am guessing about!)
Saturday evening was one of those special blessings that everyone needs once in a life time. Often we never see it until we are dead… but then may never see it – because – we are dead. Sometimes we wait too long – lose contacts and simply forget.
On Saturday night, two young men put their strong arms around me, gave me a hug… and I wanted to cry. They reminded me that special things happen when you love someone. In fact as I type this I weep for joy this morning. I am so Blessed!
~ Murray Lincoln ~
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Monday, May 10, 2010
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