George Will After NY
As I mentioned earlier, the last
time I saw George was in 1977 in Gainesville, FL and the last time I talked
with George was a few weeks ago when he called from Italy [the first edition of
this was written in 2010].
After our brief time together in
1977 I talked with him a time or two over the phone that same year but then I
don’t think we spoke until shortly after September 11, 2001. That was a 24-year
interval. If I did talk to him during those intervening years I don’t remember
– kind of sad in a sense, no, not my memory, rather the fact that we didn’t
keep up communication. But again, I continued to pray for him and his kids and
I’m sure he continued to pray for me and I guess that’s a higher form of
communication – kind of like using heaven’s switchboard.
Now if you aren’t sure what a
switchboard is let me refer you to old black and white movies, or to the
Smithsonian Museum of American History, or to your grandparents. While you’re
at it check out “party lines” and “rotary” phones and phone numbers that begin
with two letters, like WH6-9456. The WH stands for Whitehall, that was our
exchange back in Kensington, MD. Oh, and if you try WH6-9456 and I answer see
if Rod Serling is listening in because that was our actual phone number and if
I answer I think we’ve got another storyline. Who is Rod Serling you ask? Ask
your grandparents or try the Smithsonian or try black and white television.
Okay, back to George. I called
him a day or two after 9/11 at his parents’ home and was told that he was in
Italy but that he was trying to make it to the States. Then a week or two later
I called back and he was there and we talked.
After that it was 2007 or so
before we talked again. I had been telling some guys in my church about George
and a few days later the phone rang and it was him – pretty neat. Since then he
usually calls when he is in the States – though three times he has called from
Italy. One time he called from Italy when I was with a group of men and I put
him on the speaker so the guys could say “hi” to this man I’d been telling them
about – that was fun.
When I saw George in Gainesville
in 1977 it was bittersweet for me because I had changed – I wasn’t the kid
George had known and that may have thrown him, I’m not sure. Also, our thinking
about some things had gone different ways – though we were both anchored in
Jesus there were some doctrinal areas that I had moved away from in terms of
emphasis – and when I realized that George took it for granted (which he had
every reason to do) that I was still tracking with him about certain points of
emphases I decided to shy away from those areas out of respect for him.
I think one of the things that
happened was that I was exposed to different Christian traditions and had a lot
of cross-pollination, while my guess is that George worked within more confined
settings. Having written this, however, I think I should also mention that
George approaches everyone everywhere and doesn’t know a stranger – but he is
also pretty intense and his intensity can be tough for some religious types to
swallow – if you are not sure what you believe you’ll find that out pretty
quickly if you’re around George.
Our phone conversations the past
few years have affirmed that we share the same center of gravity in Jesus
Christ, going back to our relationship at the Bible College – we both believe
that only God can live the Christian life and that He desires to live it in us
and through us.
In one of our 2007 or 2008
conversations I sensed that George was assuming that I had bought into certain
toxic attitudes and practices in the North American Church – exchanging the
Biblical for the pragmatic you might say. I wrote him a letter – he had gone
to Italy – setting the record straight.
He called from Italy and apologized. It mattered to me what George thought
because he had built so much into my early years; I wanted him to know that I
was still on track with the Christ of the Cross and the Cross of Christ.
I have known few people as
unashamed of Jesus and as openly in love with Jesus as George Will. I have
known few people as dependent on Jesus for daily direction and provision as
George – I am in diapers compared to George. I have never known anyone who so
consistently focuses on Jesus in his words and actions as George.
Maybe I’ll hear from George again
and maybe I won’t – he’s getting up there in years; but of one thing I’m
certain, I will see him again and then we’ll do some real catching-up.
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