December 4th, 2011 Posted in Dr. Howard E. Dial | No Comments »
I entered pastoral work in 1965. As a full time student in seminary and working part time in a grocery store, the Lord presented me with the opportunity to pastor a church in a farming community in northern Indiana. It changed my life. I wanted to preach and serve God with the training He had given. It didn’t take long, however, to become overwhelmed by what it takes to study, understand, apply, and live God’s Word. Caring for a church congregation, encouraging the weary, mediating conflicts, preparing couples for marriage, comforting the grieving, helping parents with rebellious children, working with the teens, and taking the gospel into the world could not be done by energy and Bible knowledge alone. I can remember crying out to God for the help I needed.
Upon returning to the Atlanta area in 1968 the providence of God opened the door for starting a Bible study which would eventually become Berachah Bible Church.
With the thoughts of the early years vivid in my memory, I will offer a pastoral perspective on forty-five years of serving in Christ’s church. This is not as easy as it looks. There is the temptation to read the present into the past. The Christian life is a walk of thousands of steps. Some of these steps are wise. Others are not. Unbelief is not easily dislodged. Preachers have to mature in the faith just like everyone else. Personality, the Christian culture, and family experience can create spiritual blind spots. As this pastor looks back, it is through the eyes of God’s grace. The Apostle Paul offers a theological reflection on his past; “and the grace of our Lord was more than abundant, with the faith and love which are found in Christ Jesus” (1 Tim. 1:14).
The gospel of Jesus Christ made me a thirsty person. I was not seeking God before my conversion to Christ in 1956. When the Spirit of the living God made me a new creature in Christ everything changed. God has made us for Himself that we might experience everlasting joy in fellowship with Him. I cannot take credit for the thirst God initiated in me. How did this happen? God is holy, just, loving and forgiving. I was made aware of this from my earliest years. I am a sinner unable to pull myself up from the hole of sin into which I was born. Only God can pull me up and out of the prison of mental darkness in which I lived. Then by grace-granted faith “I awoke – the dungeon flamed with light! My chains fell off, immense and free. I rose, went forth, and followed Thee.” Thank you, Charles Wesley for saying it so wonderfully. The cross of Jesus Christ was my way out. God rescued me through the infinite value of the Savior’s death for my sins. God saved me and gave me a thirst for Him. To my dying breath I will be amazed at His condescending love to this sinner who had resisted Him. I did so because I was afraid He would ask me to be someone I did not want to be. How sin does blind us to its own fatal folly. I love the gospel. What a pleasure it has been to unfold the flag of its truth and let it fly before the eyes of all to see. What a joy it has been to witness its life-changing power in those who bow their knee in allegiance to Jesus Christ.
The final authority of the Bible has been a truth for which I am willing to die. I have believed and taught that the Bible is God’s authoritative, inerrant, and trustworthy revelation. The Scriptures have proven themselves to be sufficient for the wisdom and guidance I have needed. They have given me God’s thoughts to replace my flawed thinking. They contain the precious promises of the coming again of Christ and the establishment of His kingdom on this earth (2 Pet. 1:11). They reveal God’s way in contrast to man’s way of thinking and living. The Bible is the only book God has written. It has no equal. His Word endures forever and He hasn’t changed His mind. In my life-time of pastoral ministry there have been critics of the Bible. These voices have told me that the Bible is just another human book. They have said that its various authors are not who they said they were. Some have claimed that there is a Bible within the Bible. How convenient. We must sit at the feet of pretended “scholars” to find out what parts of the Scripture are trustworthy. It is has been claimed that the Bible is authoritative and inerrant in only what it teaches, not in its exact words. Others have wanted me to believe that both the Bible and nature are God’s message. Theologians interpret the Bible. Scientists interpret God’s voice in nature, so the argument goes. But this is a trick to make the Bible submit to the mind of man, not to the mind of God. I have staked my life on the trustworthiness of the Scriptures. “All Scripture is breathed out by God and profitable for teaching, for reproof, for correction, and for training in righteousness. . .” (2 Tim. 3:16).
Faithful Christians have been a letter from Christ to me. Where would I be if it were not for fellow believers in Jesus Christ, many of whom are now worshiping before the throne of God? They have prayed for me, taught me, proclaimed the gospel to me, loved me, corrected me, and encouraged me. Their numbers are too great to list by name. God knows who they are. My grandparents had a firm grip on God and His Word. Flawed, yes, but they pointed me in the right direction. I thank God for a pastor who opened up the Bible and set the table of truth every Sunday. There have been friends, kindred spirits, who have refreshed my soul. You know who you are. I thank all of you.
My dear wife, Beth, has been a jewel of God’s grace to me. Early in my Christian experience I prayed for the wife that God wanted to give me. I did not know who she was or where she lived but God did. He brought Beth into my life. We were in our early twenties, both in Bible College. Now, for almost forty-eight years, my “crown” has served God with me. She has loved many, shown compassion to the hurting, taught God’s Word, been an example of Christ’s presence, supported me, encouraged me, cooked for me, and listened to thousands of my sermons. What loving loyalty. It has not been easy for her. When two people walk hand in hand through life, they share their imperfections, excesses, and struggles. This pastor would not have been able to study, preach, counsel, and bear the burdens of others if Beth had not been loyal, patient, kind, and wise. I have depended on her in decision-making. Her discernment has been incalculable in dealing with the ditches sin had dug in my thoughts and behavior. God knew how much help I would need to be a Christlike servant. Thank you, Beth, for your steady, strong, and gentle ways. You did much more than “keep me in the pulpit.” You lived a life that kept Christ’s presence before me and our children.
My children have been refreshing shade trees. What a difference a tree makes on a hot, summer’s day. Miriam and Eric have taught me much. They have loved me, made me laugh, challenged my thinking, been kind to me, and have forgiven me. An elder must have children who help to keep him above reproach. Thank you, my dear children, for enabling me to see things about myself that needed changing, for feeling free to come and sit down in my study and talk, for not becoming resentful when I disagreed with some your decisions, for loving me and being patient when I annoyed you, and for showing me what it is like to be a doer and not a hearer only of God’s Word. You have given me refreshing shade in the labors of pastoral work.
The Spirit’s transforming work in the lives of my brothers and sisters in Christ is a treasure I will always cherish. Personal stories of Christ-exalting change walk across my mind. Forty-one years at Berachah have given me many truth-rich reflections. I cannot use your names. Your untold stories, disappointments, joys, tears, and growth in Christ are known to God. The flock at Berachah has shown me how God comforts the afflicted, what loving God and His Word is like, the sweetness of reconciled relationships, and the ways in which the gifts of the Spirit show up in congregational life.
Thank you my Berachah family for helping one another through hard times, for giving sacrificially so that the gospel can go far and wide, for not giving up when someone has disappointed you, for getting up early on Sunday mornings and driving in all kinds of weather to worship on Sunday, for loving and teaching the children of our church, for opening up your homes to fellow members, guests, and missionaries, for planning, preparing, studying, and making Sunday School, Awana, VBS, and a host of other Bible events possible, for bearing witness to Christ on the job, for leading and participating in song, prayer, and the ministry of the Word week after week, for working in the kitchen, for working with the teens in classes and camps, for taking meals to hurting and grief-stricken people, for administering hour upon hour in the church office, for setting aside the comforts of home and participating in missions trips, for leaving family and friends to live in the far-corners of the earth for the sake of Christ, for encouraging and sharing the life-giving gospel with a friend whose life has been overwhelmed by sin. You are my teachers.
“Let my teaching fall like rain and my words descent like dew, like showers on new grass –like abundant rain on tender plants.”
Deut. 32:2
Looking back is not enough. The Christian life is a race to be run. I do not know how long my last stretch of the race will last, but my plan is to keep running it at Berachah Bible Church. I am looking forward to helping in preaching, teaching, and in any other way I can. The Lord has provided an able servant to assume many of my previous duties. How thankful I am for Justin Culbertson. We work well together. I know his desire is to care for the flock and He has a heart for God. Berachah is in good hands.
Dr. Howard E. Dial
Berachah Bible Church