Dr. Keith Bailey—My Alliance Heritage & Spiritual Warfare Mentor

Dr. Keith Bailey served as a pastor, missionary to Native Americans, District Superintendent, and Vice President of The Christian and Missionary Alliance. He informally mentored me periodically throughout my ministry, especially stirring in me a love for Alliance theology, heritage, healing and spiritual warfare ministry. Having grown up in the Alliance in Western PA, I started corresponding with him in 1973 when he was a district superintendent. 

When I applied for licensing credentials in the Southwestern District in 1975, I was suspect because I had gone to Oral Roberts University, so I was turned down because I was too “charismatic.” So I began pastoring in the United Methodist Church, but really wanted to be back in in the Alliance. By 1977 Dr. Bailey had become VP of North American Ministries of The Alliance. I found out that Dr. Bailey prayed in tongues in his devotional prayer life and presented a paper to the Alliance District Superintendents on tongues and the charismatic movement. 

So I arranged to meet with Dr. Bailey at an Alliance campground where he was speaking in 1978 while I was visiting my parents in Western Pennsylvania. I spent 2 hours with Dr. Bailey sharing with him my own experience and beliefs and he shared with me his experience. Both of our experiences of the value of praying in tongues in our devotional life were similar. He stressed the importance of the baptism in the Spirit, and we agreed that we did not believe the Pentecostal insistence on tongues as the initial evidence. I asked him if on the basis of my experience and beliefs, would I fit in the Alliance? He replied, “We need young men like you in The Alliance.” That changed the trajectory of my career. So I met again with the licensing council and was approved in 1979.

It was several years before I saw Dr. Bailey again, but he mentored me through his books: Divine Healing: The Children’s Bread, required for ordination studies; Bringing Back the King; and Servants in Charge: A Training Manual for Elders and Deacons

In the 1990s, each year at General Council, District Conferences, summer camps—wherever and whenever I had opportunity to talk with Dr. Bailey—I soaked in his wisdom, teachings, and tapes. Coming into the Alliance in the early 1940s out of the Brethren movement, he was filled with stories and teaching. He whetted my appetite for our rich Alliance heritage, and I dove headfirst into research. He talked about healing, and among other things, how his daughter-in-law was healed of schizophrenia. That was very meaningful to me since my mother was schizophrenic. And although my mother was never completely healed, I found through persistent prayer and binding spirits that would harass her, she would have periods of freedom—sometimes for years.  

He also piqued my interest with his re-publication of the books of Alliance spiritual warfare pioneer John MacMillan, The Authority of the Believer and Encounter with Darkness (later published as one volume). Inexperienced in confronting occultic powers, he contacted MacMillan in the 1940s for counsel, and for two years he communicated with him by phone and letter, being personally mentored in the ministry of deliverance. I learned much from Dr. Bailey about spiritual warfare, spiritual discernment, and the ministry of John MacMillan. Dr. Bailey wrote the booklet 10 Steps for Deliverance Ministry and the book Strange Gods: Responding to the Rise of Spirit Worship in America.

As with many mentors and mentees, we did not agree on everything, but I respected him highly. Eventually, in his later years after retiring, he left the Alliance for a Dunkard Brethren group again, even growing the distinguished long Dunkard beard. He thought the Alliance had become too liberal, among other things allowing contemporary worship and consecrating women to ministry. It seemed he was trying to revert back to the 1940s when he first came into the Alliance. I was deeply saddened; I had lost a friend and mentor. I did contact him a couple of times for some Alliance history research questions, and he was very gracious and positive with his characteristic chuckle. He passed away at the age of 91, and I still esteem him greatly for all that he contributed to the Alliance over 47 years and all that he had poured into me. 

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Being Mentored by Ronald MacDonald!

Believe it or not, I have been mentored periodically throughout much of my adult life since age 20 by Ronald MacDonald! He is not the Ronald MacDonald of hamburger fame, though we both like their burgers, but pastor of the Alliance church where I first served as assistant/youth pastor, while also serving on the staff of Young Life. And, believe it or not, Ron grew up in Mr. Roger’s Neighborhood, going to the same school in suburban Pittsburgh, PA.

Although his mentoring has been periodic, Ron has been my longest and most consistent mentor through my life—the one who has known me through both the highest and lowest points of my life. 

Ron had been an unbelieving physicist who came to faith in Christ, was called to the ministry, went to seminary at Wheaton College, and in the early 1970s pastored an Alliance church that experienced a powerful move of the Holy Spirit. It became one of the few outwardly “charismatic” churches in The Christian and Missionary Alliance. At the time, the attitude toward tongues and the gifts of the Spirit in conservative Western PA C&MA was “Seek not; forbid not (and hope not).” So, at the time, he was not received well, even though he would be today. This was the early heritage of the Alliance, as I recount in my book Genuine Gold: The Cautiously Charismatic Story of the Early Christian and Missionary Alliance

Ron, as a scientist, was skeptical of the miraculous, but was faced with the reality of the supernatural—the healing power of God, the gifts and manifestations of the Spirit, as well as counterfeit psychic and occult powers. Ron mentored me into deliverance ministry as a 21-year-old. One day after a Bible study, he said, “Paul, come over here. I need your help.” Lo and behold, demons were manifesting. I had never seen anything like this and didn’t know what I believed about demons—but I got a quick education! Decades later, when working on my doctoral dissertation on John MacMillan—Alliance missionary, professor, and author of the original book on The Authority of the Believer—I discovered that MacMillan did the same—mentor students in actual deliverance ministry as his assistants.

Ron continued where Roland Gray left off, grounding me in A.B. Simpson, A.W. Tozer, Alliance heritage, the Holy Spirit, and the need for discernment. Ron also introduced me to a broad range of classic and contemporary writers and teachers—Andrew Murray, Paul Billheimer, DeVern Fromke, Watchman Nee, some of the mystics, Jamie Buckingham, Derek Prince, Don Basham, Bob Mumford, Howard Snyder and The Problem of Wineskins. We soaked in the ministries of Kathryn Kuhlman; Corrie Ten Boom; Mel Tari, of the 1960s Indonesian revival. Frederick K.C. Price, an Alliance pastor who would become the major African-American Word of Faith teacher, spoke at our church. Miraculous healings, visions, dreams, deliverances took place during the 3 years I was there. 

Ron taught me the ropes of pastoral ministry. He worked on my character development (which I needed a lot of), using some of Bill Gothard’s principles (he knew Gothard personally from Gothard teaching his material in Sunday school classes before his famous seminars). He did not mince words with me. He both encouraged me, chastised me, challenged me, stretched me both intellectually and spiritually—both then and through the years. 

Ron trained me to be a teacher. He instilled in me a love for studying Scripture in rhe original languages, teaching me the rudiments of Biblical Hebrew and New Testament Greek. He gave me his Greek New Testament and his antique original 1886 edition of Thayer’s Greek Lexicon (he has given me dozens of books over the years), and stirred in me a desire to go back and finish college (I had dropped out to do youth ministry).

Ron was involved for a time with the discipleship/shepherding movement, as was I. He was mentored by Joseph Garlington, but with them I saw none of the heavy authoritarianism of which the movement was accused. Joseph took him to South Africa to do ministry together. As a result, Ron and his wife Pat became missionaries to South Africa and operated a Bible college. When I graduated with a Doctor of Theology from the University of South Africa, my wife Kathy and I had the privilege of staying at their mission compound in the mountains outside of Durban. He arranged for amazing opportunities to preach in a Zulu church and teach at All-Africa Bible College.

Ron made me think outside the box—again and again. He challenged the usual ways of thinking about church. Even though he too received a doctorate, he humbled me in my intellectual pride. He had affirmed that I have an apostolic call from God on my life, but reminded me, “Remember, the apostle Paul was considered the scum of the earth” (1 Cor 4:13). He had his strengths and weaknesses and we have had our share of theological disagreements, now in his 80s and feeble, he still has an impact on my life. Ron knows me best through the years, and if I really want to face the truth, and I can depend on Ron to tell me how he sees it—and he is usually right, whether I want to hear it or not. And he will run circles around me philosophically and theologically to prove his point. I am one of just a few who have stuck with him through disagreements and misunderstandings—and he with me.

In recent years, he has asked for my input on numerous occasions—the mentor asking counsel of the mentee. When you have known each other for 50 years, it is really no longer merely a mentor-mentee relationship, but close friend-to-friend mutual learning from each other.

As an aged sage who has seen it all from the early days of the charismatic movement, Ron is not impressed with much today. I find myself with similar impressions. Maybe we are both relics to the current Christian generation and culture. Maybe we are out of touch and no longer relevant. But, oh, how we both long, not for the superficial and soulish hyped up and worked up, but for the pure, genuine, spontaneous moves of the Spirit we saw in the early days. And we pray, do it again, Lord.  

God, You are my God; I shall be watching for You;
My soul thirsts for You, my flesh yearns for You,
In a dry and exhausted land where there is no water.
So have I seen You in the sanctuary,
To see Your power and glory.—Psalm 63:1-2

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Tribute to My Most Intensive Mentor—Dr. Chuck Farah

My most intensive mentor was Dr. Charles (Chuck) Farah. I studied under him when he was a professor in seminary at Oral Roberts University and co-pastor of Tulsa Christian Fellowship. He was a brilliant theologian and thinker with with the heart of a pastor. He became acquainted with esteemed philosopher/theologian Dr. Harold Ockenga, who encouraged him to get a Ph.D. in theology from the University of Edinburgh, Scotland, one of the toughest and most prestigious universities in the world. As a professor, he was tough, but fair and affirming.

We related well together because of our mutual Christian & Missionary Alliance background, as his father was an Alliance pastor and he was acquainted with Alliance missionary/professor Dr. V. Raymond Edman, president of Wheaton College. He was a man of humility, preferring to be called Chuck. After his Ph.D., he went to work with the Navigators in Colorado Springs. Part of the routine for all workers was to help clean toilets. Not long after, the founder of Navigators, Dawson Trotman, passed away, and Chuck helped to dig his grave. Chuck had a dry sense of humor. He “chuckled” with me that some people call PhDs “post-hole diggers.” He mused that on the day he helped dig that grave he was literally a post-hole digger. He was personally discipled by Lorne Sanny, who carried on the Navigators torch.

Chuck showed up one Sunday unannounced at the small church I was pastoring. I was nervous to be preaching to Dr. Farah, one of my toughest seminary professors, especially on the subject of healing, wondering what kind of a grade he would give me. I was relieved that, with a couple of up-front but mild critiques, he affirmed me with an A- rating. Then he told me he was praying about whom the Lord would have him mentor, and the Lord showed him me. I was humbled that he would choose me. 

For 2 years Chuck (as he preferred to be called) and I met for 2 hours almost weekly. He stretched me spiritually—he had a passion for souls. In his later days in the retirement home, then the nursing center as he was getting feeble, he was still sharing his faith, leading people to Christ, and leading a weekly Bible study. 

As a hardcore Navigator’s guy, on the top of his agenda was Bible memory—we memorized and memorized and memorized together, reciting verses we had memorized. He would ask me, how is your soul? He approached me with humility, sharing his own struggles, being vulnerable with me. We would keep each other accountable and pray together for each other.

Chuck challenged my thinking intellectually—he stretched me—sometimes I felt I was on the rack. He would give me books, papers, or articles to read that stretched my thinking—not necessarily that I or he would agree with, but I learned to do critical thinking, dissect, distinguish, discern. We had our share of disagreements theologically, but he sharpened my mind. He prepared me and challenged me to get my doctorate.

He was a man of the Spirit—who combined the academic and the supernatural, a Ph.D. who experienced speaking in tongues. He shared that an Alliance missionary once asked his father, “Have you ever been so touched by God that you just wanted to break out in holy laughter?” Chuck was also a man of spiritual warfare. He developed a deliverance team of himself, a psychologist/ professor, myself, and others. Even though I had done a lot of deliverance ministry through the years, I learned a lot more from him—his combination of intellect and Spirit, his methodology, his ordered approach, his calmness, his team approach. He told me there is a lot of wild unsound deliverance theology and practice, but I was one of the few he knew that understood the need for balance and discernment.

He was also a moderate theological critic of the Word of Faith movement, writing a book entitled From the Pinnacle of the Temple: Faith or Presumption that stirred controversy. However, he was very gracious, and unbeknownst to most, he had Word of Faith friends with whom he dialogued, concluding years later, as I had discovered in my research and shared with him, that they had moderated. When one of the men whom he personally discipled wrote condemning diatribes of the movement, he could not endorse the radical attacks. Chuck shared with me how sad he was that some of his mentoring did not work out so well. His mentoring was the most rigorous and stretching of any in my life.

He encouraged me to pursue a second doctorate on a fair assessment of what is sound and unsound in faith teaching and practice. He did not live to see me finish it, but I dedicated to his memory the book that was published from it: Only Believe: Examining the Origin and Development of Classic and Contemporary Faith Theologies.

The toughest thing in his life, apart from the death of his wife, was that he was bi-polar, and he would sometimes go into bizarre mood swings, even imagining and hallucinating. In addition to bi-polar meds, he had to take heart and diabetic medications, which would mess up his mind and body. If you have ever seen the movie A Beautiful Mind about a brilliant professor with schizophrenia, you will understand. I understood, because my own mother was paranoid schizophrenic, and yet was a beautiful person who loved Jesus.

Chuck shared openly and honestly with me his struggles with his sanity. He could be lucid and sharp intellectually, yet his mind would wander off in strange directions. He told me he once read Martyn-Lloyd Jones’ book Spiritual Depression, which only depressed him more because the book was saying that all depression had spiritual roots. Chuck finally came to grips with his condition by realizing that it was not spiritual inadequacy or psychological craziness or a lack of faith, but a biological chemical imbalance that also was genetic (his father, a pastor, was also bi-polar, although they did not know what to call it or how to treat it back then).

I had the privilege of driving him to church weekly until 3 months before his death. At Chuck’s funeral, man after man after man shared how Chuck had impacted his life. Some of them were very significant men who had great worldwide ministries—such as Terry Law of World Compassion, mega-church pastors Billy Jo Daugherty and Larry Stockstill, singer Keith Green, and Keith Wheeler, known for carrying a cross around the world (we became involved with the same Promise Keepers discipleship group led by Chuck). I have never met anyone else who exemplified 2 Timothy 2:2 more than Chuck: “The things which you have heard from me in the presence of many witnesses, entrust these to faithful people who will be able to teach others also.”

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The Impact of My First “Senior” Mentor

Apart from my pastors growing up, Rev. Roland Gray was my first real mentor and my first “senior” mentor in his 70s. I first heard him speak in a series of evangelistic meetings at our church when I was in my late teens. With my call to ministry, I looked up to him, had many questions for him and we struck up a friendship. He lived just 3 miles from my Grandfather King, so I went to visit him several times, and “sat at his feet” (actually in a chair in his office). 

Even though I visited him just a few times, he became like grandfather to me. As we talked and I perused his library, he instilled in me a love for books, and especially a love for A.B. Simpson and A.W. Tozer. He had great depth and richness of wisdom. When I look back, I realize now that as a 20-year-old, I failed to fully appreciate and mine his riches. 

Rev. Gray was a man of great faith and imparted to me a passion for healing. He himself was miraculously healed from tuberculosis in the early 1920s at Mercer St. Alliance Church, Butler, PA, and did not use medicine and doctors until he broke his arm in his late 70s. In the 1920s he ministered with former Assemblies of God evangelist Alonzo Horn, who had joined the Alliance. People were saved and baptized in the Spirit, and great miracles of healing and manifestations of the Spirit such as holy laughter took place in their meetings. 

He also imparted to me a heart for discernment, for discerning the true and false. He told me about encountering spurious tongues and other manifestations along with the real. With sadness, he told me the Alliance no longer taught the baptism in the Spirit like it once did. He and Dr. Keith Bailey, another mentor, imparted to me a passion for Holy Spirit renewal in the Alliance, which continues today as the Lord led me to form the Higher Life Alliance Heritage Renewal Network.

His mentoring was informal and we just met a few times for a few hours, but his impact was significant and lasting. Now that I am nearing 70, I hope to impart to others as he did. His message to me back then, I carry on today: Be passionate for the Word, the Spirit, souls for Christ, and pursuing God. Be strong in faith; believe for healing; preach the baptism in the Spirit; be discerning and watch for the spurious. Seek to glorify Christ in all you do.

“This is what the Lord says: ‘Stand by the ways and see and ask for the ancient paths, Where the good way is, and walk in it; Then you will find a resting place for your souls (Jeremiah 6:16).’”

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Give Thanks for Our Spiritual Directors

I encourage you to give thanks to God for the disciple makers, the mentors, the spiritual directors or coaches He has brought into your lives through the years. They often go unrecognized. As I ponder the men and women in my life who have provided spiritual direction, I am filled with gratitude. Here are some of the many who have impacted my life:

  • My pastors as I was growing up
    • Rev. Gene Bartmas—under whose ministry I received Christ at the age of 6
    • Rev. George Jones—great Bible teacher under whom I received the call to ministry at the age of 12
    • Rev. Jerry McCauley—who baptized me and gave me the first opportunities to preach at the age of 17
  • Mentors who have gone on to their reward in heaven
    • Rev. Roland Gray—my first “senior” mentor in his 70s and I at age 20—like a grandfather in the faith.
    • Rev. Cal McCarter—Baptist chaplain in Vietnam, then Methodist pastor and missionary who brought maturity and stability to my life and ministry—His son became a Senator & US Ambassador to Kenya
    • Dr. Keith Bailey—my mentor periodically throughout Alliance ministry—especially mentored me in Alliance theology & heritage, healing and spiritual warfare ministry
    • Dr. K. Neill Foster—mentored me in writing and publishing and launched my writing career
    • Dr. Charles (Chuck) Farah—professor and pastor who sought me out to mentor me intensively for 2 years—challenged me spiritually and intellectually
  • Other mentors through the years
    • Dr. Ron MacDonald—my lifelong mentor through the years (often infrequent and from a distance, since he was a missionary to South Africa)—the mentor who knows me best and tells it like it is.   
    • Dr. John Ellenberger—seasoned missionary and professor—mentored me in inner healing, truth encounter and power encounter deliverance ministry
    • Rev. Jim Garrett—Greek scholar and pastor who got me deep studying the Word and the New Testament church and challenged me spiritually and intellectually
    • Dr. Mark Searing—as District Supt mentored me in leadership
    • Darlene and Dale Kipling—Like Priscilla and Aquila mentored me and other leaders; led a prayer group that prayed me through cancer—Darlene, who worked with Kathryn Kuhlman bus ministries in Canada, prophesied over me that I was an apostle of the Higher Life
    • Rev Jon Rich—as District Supt mentored me in leadership, esp revitalizing & merging churches.
    • Rev. Dick Jenks—my father’s pastor who gave me wise counsel for caring for my father and his affairs in his waning years.
    • Rev. Dick LaFountain—friend, retired, and mentor with wise counsel
    • Rev Bob & MaryK Petty—as district leaders, then as Dist Supt—they mentored me in spiritual formation and tough transitions
    • Dr. Tim McKitrick and Dr James Barber—who have, as friends and colleagues, prayed me through cancer and other difficult life situations, and have mentored me in founding and directing Paul King Ministries and serving as members of the board.

And thanks to so many others who have impacted my life through the years.

For God is not unjust so as to forget your work and the love which you have shown toward His name, by having served and by still serving the saints.”—Hebrews 6:10, NASB

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Reflections on Mentoring and Being Mentored

Recently, we had a house blessing and prayer meeting to dedicate our new home and my new state of “semi”-retirement to the service of the Lord. I don’t know what all the Lord has in mind, but we want our lives and our home to be a blessing to others. The Lord has given us a beautiful home with a pond as our backyard—a natural retreat center.

One of the people who helped to pray over and dedicate our home was one of my doctoral students, an engineer called to ministry later in life, whom I mentored through an intensive 3-year Doctor of Ministry program. Whether it was prophetic or not, as I shared what was on my heart, and we anointed and prayed over my office and library, he said he believed that my ministry was to be as a mentor to impart wisdom and knowledge from 50 years of ministry, just as I had to him and the other students.

It was incredibly humbling and challenging to be a mentor both spiritually and academically to 25 professional people from all walks of life, ranging in age from 30s to 60s—ministers, chaplains, medical doctors, lawyers, social workers, psychologists, engineers, educators, professors, and more! They would test my mettle as I would theirs. 

As I have been reflecting over what he shared, I was thinking about what I have learned both by being a mentor and being mentored through the years. Through these next few blogs, I will share my reflections. Here are a few random thoughts:

  • We all need mentors. Even mentors need mentors. Every pastor needs a pastor.
  • Being mentored means being a disciple. The word mentor and the Greek word for disciple come from the same Greek root.
  • We don’t know how to mentor if we ourselves have not been mentored.
  • Mentors are imperfect, so we need to be careful not to put them on a pedestal. We are imperfect as mentors and should not let others put us on a pedestal.
  • Related to this, mentors will fail you. Again, you will fail others as a mentor.
  • Being mentored means spending time with the mentor, seeking out your mentor, not expecting your mentor to seek you. 
  • Being mentored is not just being taught, but learning by example and observation.
  • There needs to be a symbiosis between mentor and mentee. They need to be able to connect
  • Although we may seek a mentor, the mentor really chooses us. Jesus chose His 12 disciples. They did not choose Him. Some of my mentors chose me.
  • A mentee seeks to listen, not to guide or dominate the relationship and conversation.
  • In one sense, our first mentors are usually our parents. My first mentors were my mother and father. 
  • Some of my mentors were for only a brief time but had significant impact on my life. others were for longer periods of time.
  • Some are occasional or casual—monthly, quarterly, etc. Others are more intensive—perhaps weekly or for extended or concentrated times.
  • There are different types of mentoring and different levels or degrees of mentoring. Some are more coaching rather than mentoring; some are less directive, others more directive. The ones who had greatest impact on my life did not beat around the bush. Some might call them blunt. I guess that is why some think I am too blunt.
  • Sometimes we surpass our mentors. And those whom we mentor will surpass us.
  • Sometimes we don’t get along with our mentors and disagree with our mentors. Paul and his mentor Barnabas clashed sharply and departed from each other for a time.
  • Some mentoring is planned, intentional; other mentoring is unplanned, unintentional and more spontaneous.
  • Robert Coleman’s The Master Plan of Evangelism has been my main model for discipleship and mentoring through the years.

In the next few blogs, I will share about some of the most significant mentors in my life, their insights, and impact on my life.

“The things which you have heard from me in the presence of many witnesses, entrust these to faithful people who will be able to teach others also.”–2 Timothy 2:2, NASB.

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No Such Thing as Retirement

I have begun a new season of life—retirement. I had started a blog a few years ago, but between the busyness of ministry and not being sure I had enough to say or enough worth saying, I abandoned blogging for long seasons. Now that I am “retired,” and settling into a new home, I don’t have the excuse of no time, and my colleagues and ministry partners tell me I should mentor, coach, and write. So I begin once again.

I really did not want to retire and I really do not intend to retire fully, but only “semi”-retire. There is no retirement from the call to ministry, “for the gifts and the calling of God are irrevocable” (Romans 11:29)—just a change of pace and timing, a change of venue and emphasis, a time to refocus and reprioritize.

At the age of 12, I was called to the ministry in a tent revival meeting. Initially, it was a call to preach. The call to pastor came later. Actually, God was placing the call to preach in me as early as the fourth grade. When our church built a new auditorium, my Dad got the pulpit from the old basement meeting place. At the age of 10, I would stand on a stool behind the pulpit and pretend to preach. God placed the desire in my heart at a young age, and has never dissipated since then.

When I worked on the staff of Young Life, doing youth evangelism, many teens made a profession of faith in Christ but felt away from the faith. I began to have a passion to ground their faith deep in the Word of God to stay strong in their faith and began in-depth Bible studies and discipleship retreats. One of the staff members remarked, “You are not an evangelist; you are a teacher.” I felt deflated until I realized that my call to preach was also a call to teach. Then I realized that my call to preach goes hand-in-hand with my calling to teach. I am a preaching teacher and a teaching preacher.

My gifts and calling led to nearly 50 years of ministry in youth ministry, pastoral ministry, Christian school administration, higher education administration and teaching, and seminar and conference speaking.

In 2006 I was asked to serve part-time as an interim pastor in a struggling church an hour and a half away from the university. I loved the weekly preaching and the challenge of revitalizing a church, as well as the time for worship driving to and from the church. I knew then I was to be preaching and teaching in a church weekly. I have always loved having one foot planted in the academic arena and the other foot planted in pastoral ministry. This was reaffirmed several years ago in a prophetic conference when I was given the word that my ministry had two legs—academic and pastoral, apostolic and local.

So, as I enter “semi”-retirement, as the Lord provides opportunities, I will continue to preach and to teach, to mentor and consult, and to research and write. I had intended to engage in travel and conference ministry, but COVID has nixed all that for now. So while I wait on Him for speaking opportunities, I share with you through writing. This is The King’s Round Table, so I appreciate your feedback and discussion as I share.

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