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I was born the next year, so I always knew my mom and dad in the Christian Church. They continued to study and grow in their faith. We moved to Marion, Indiana, when I was 3, because my dad got work there as a pattern maker for the local General Motors plant. Within a few years my dad began serving as an elder in the Marion Church of Christ, where I grew up. He always had a soft heart and generous hand for helping the poor and needy. I saw him doing whatever he could to help others -- like giving groceries, fixing a furnace, buying bus tickets, or paying for car repairs. And he always did it in the name of Jesus, inviting the person to church or offering to study the Scriptures with them. He wanted them to know they were not alone - that God cared for them. When I was in high school my dad was watching the evening news as a reporter brought attention to the country of Bangladesh (1972). This nation had already been devastated by civil war, and then was hit by both typhoon and tidal wave. The reporter pointed to an elderly gentleman lying in the street with nothing but a thin sheet to cover him, and asked, "Won't somebody help these people?" My dad began to cry and questioned, "Where is the Christian Church / Church of Christ? We have the Truth of the gospel, and claim to be the church of the New Testament pattern. Why aren't we there sharing the love of Jesus with these suffering people?...

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