Chances are you've never heard his name and wouldn't recognize his picture. But his death has affected me deeply. He was my teacher and mentor. And outside of my family, he probably exerted more influence in my life than any other...
He had great insight into leadership. "The secret of concentration is elimination," he said. He was right. And this, spoken more than twenty-five years ago, but just as relevant today: "The greatest crisis in the world today is a crisis in leadership. And the greatest crisis in leadership is a crisis of character."
As a writer, he gave me the best advice I ever received: "Good thinking is the basis of good writing."
He was my hero.
He never stormed a beach or jumped out of a plane behind enemy lines, but he was a hero. His battles weren't against flesh and blood, but against spiritual forces enslaving people in ignorance and moral ruin. His weapon wasn't a gun but the Word of God. He was a humble and gracious teacher, and a hero to the 10,000 and more students who absorbed his wisdom.
I write about my unnamed professor because heroes have fallen on hard times. It's not that they're in short supply, but we seem to have boxed them up and misplaced them. The shelves of our society have been restocked with "personalities." We no longer think in terms of heroes. Like honor, courage, and glory, heroes are reminisced about as if from a bygone era.
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