Murrell Ewing is now singing with the Angels

[timlan2057]

Well, what can I say?

He was my pastor during my growing up years, and a tremendous influence on my young life.

Even before I left the pentecostal church and ministry, Marvin Treece became more of an influence on me as far as a mentor--his approach to ministry was much more scholarly and I felt more of an affinity with him.

His death does bring back a lot of memories.

In my later years, of course, I could not relate to him in a lot of ways, but I'll share a memory that has nothing to do with his singing or music.

I was a young minister-- an "up and comer" as T.F.Tenney said.

Around 1981, there was a bit of turmoil in my life, ministry and marriage.

I'm like former Louisiana governor Edwin Edwards: he said: "I'm closer to the tomb than I am to the womb, and I'm only interested in the truth."

I'm far past worrying about making impressions or caring what people think--especially about my former life as a pentecostal preacher.

The bottom line was: I had a now-ex wife who felt it necessary to trumpet and make into a crisis every disagreement that we had until--at her insistence--we had to get "counseling" from Tenney.

Word began to get around--wonderful for a full-time evangelist.

I walked into my home church and Brother Murrell met me at the door. He'd heard about the situation.

"Tell me what's going on," he said. "I need some ammunition if I have to go to talk to the District Board. You're mine and I'm going to fight for you."

He didn't ask me particulars. He was unconditionally on my side.

He would have been a very powerful and willing weapon had I chose to use him, but there were many other situations besides my marriage that dictated there was nothing to do but walk away. I have no regrets.

We called him "Brother Murrell" because until 1981, his dad was "Brother Ewing."

Anyway, that's my memory.

Thanks Brother Murrell. I could not accept every single one of the tenets and treatises you stood for--but your love and support was unconditional.

Farewell and godspeed.

[BeenThinkin]

He was a man of integrity! His heart was as big inside as he was outside and what came from his mouth came from his heart.

In the late '70's he preached a message at the La Youth Camp called "Saturday's Heros!" It was a masterpiece! He was a Hero of The Faith as far as I am concerned.

He never treated me any different after I left the UPC in 1980. He was still my friend!

One of his and Joan's greatest songs.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=herw8B1S3do

Thanks Murrell for being my friend!

Been Thinkin

[DAII]

Originally Posted by timlan2057

Well, what can I say?

He was my pastor during my growing up years, and a tremendous influence on my young life.

Even before I left the pentecostal church and ministry, Marvin Treece became more of an influence on me as far as a mentor--his approach to ministry was much more scholarly and I felt more of an affinity with him.

His death does bring back a lot of memories.

In my later years, of course, I could not relate to him in a lot of ways, but I'll share a memory that has nothing to do with his singing or music.

I was a young minister-- an "up and comer" as T.F.Tenney said.

Around 1981, there was a bit of turmoil in my life, ministry and marriage.

I'm like former Louisiana governor Edwin Edwards: he said: "I'm closer to the tomb than I am to the womb, and I'm only interested in the truth."

I'm far past worrying about making impressions or caring what people think--especially about my former life as a pentecostal preacher.

The bottom line was: I had a now-ex wife who felt it necessary to trumpet and make into a crisis every disagreement that we had until--at her insistence--we had to get "counseling" from Tenney.

Word began to get around--wonderful for a full-time evangelist.

I walked into my home church and Brother Murrell met me at the door. He'd heard about the situation.

"Tell me what's going on," he said. "I need some ammunition if I have to go to talk to the District Board. You're mine and I'm going to fight for you."

He didn't ask me particulars. He was unconditionally on my side.

He would have been a very powerful and willing weapon had I chose to use him, but there were many other situations besides my marriage that dictated there was nothing to do but walk away. I have no regrets.

We called him "Brother Murrell" because until 1981, his dad was "Brother Ewing."

Anyway, that's my memory.

Thanks Brother Murrell. I could not accept every single one of the tenets and treatises you stood for--but your love and support was unconditional.

Farewell and godspeed.

This tells me a lot about the character of the man ... thanks for sharing this memory.

[Cindy]

Originally Posted by DAII

This tells me a lot about the character of the man ... thanks for sharing this memory.

It sure does, thankfully some of us were blessed enough to know more men like him. Maybe it was the time, the generation that made them them that way.

[Esther]

Originally Posted by Cindy

It sure does, thankfully some of us were blessed enough to know more men like him. Maybe it was the time, the generation that made them them that way.

I agree Cindy. We need more men of the stature of these men and women of yesterday's era. But who wants to pay the price to have what they had?

[notofworks]

Originally Posted by Esther

I agree Cindy. We need more men of the stature of these men and women of yesterday's era. But who wants to pay the price to have what they had?

Out of respect and deep admiration for Murrell Ewing, I'll pass on the almost unbearable temptation to comment. I'll just keep it at, "I'm thankful that many are paying whatever price required to do even greater things with the gospel than ever before."

[Esther]

Originally Posted by notofworks

Out of respect and deep admiration for Murrell Ewing, I'll pass on the almost unbearable temptation to comment. I'll just keep it at, "I'm thankful that many are paying whatever price required to do even greater things with the gospel than ever before."

I agree, and for prophecy to be fulfilled even greater things will be done. I personally also believe that we are getting ready to face some hugh challenges. I truly hope I'm wrong.

[Cindy]

Originally Posted by notofworks

Out of respect and deep admiration for Murrell Ewing, I'll pass on the almost unbearable temptation to comment. I'll just keep it at, "I'm thankful that many are paying whatever price required to do even greater things with the gospel than ever before."

Oh sure, there are many still working hard to bring the Gospel to the world. And humble before God and man. Not looking for fame or fortune, just working hard. I know more than one. I think one of the differences is, there are more ways to communicate now.

[Sabby]

Originally Posted by timlan2057

Well, what can I say?

He was my pastor during my growing up years, and a tremendous influence on my young life.

Even before I left the pentecostal church and ministry, Marvin Treece became more of an influence on me as far as a mentor--his approach to ministry was much more scholarly and I felt more of an affinity with him.

His death does bring back a lot of memories.

In my later years, of course, I could not relate to him in a lot of ways, but I'll share a memory that has nothing to do with his singing or music.

I was a young minister-- an "up and comer" as T.F.Tenney said.

Around 1981, there was a bit of turmoil in my life, ministry and marriage.

I'm like former Louisiana governor Edwin Edwards: he said: "I'm closer to the tomb than I am to the womb, and I'm only interested in the truth."

I'm far past worrying about making impressions or caring what people think--especially about my former life as a pentecostal preacher.

The bottom line was: I had a now-ex wife who felt it necessary to trumpet and make into a crisis every disagreement that we had until--at her insistence--we had to get "counseling" from Tenney.

Word began to get around--wonderful for a full-time evangelist.

I walked into my home church and Brother Murrell met me at the door. He'd heard about the situation.

"Tell me what's going on," he said. "I need some ammunition if I have to go to talk to the District Board. You're mine and I'm going to fight for you."

He didn't ask me particulars. He was unconditionally on my side.

He would have been a very powerful and willing weapon had I chose to use him, but there were many other situations besides my marriage that dictated there was nothing to do but walk away. I have no regrets.

We called him "Brother Murrell" because until 1981, his dad was "Brother Ewing."

Anyway, that's my memory.

Thanks Brother Murrell. I could not accept every single one of the tenets and treatises you stood for--but your love and support was unconditional.

Farewell and godspeed.

Thanks T,
In the mid-eighties a successful minister I knew who had started his ministry around Louisiana was really struggling with the identity of the church and the stretching of his ministry. Hearsay had my friend "backsliding" or weak on the message. Bro. Ewing preached our camp meeting in Oregon one year, and one evening after the service had long been over he was sitting in front of the platform, exhausted after preaching of the covering of the blood.
When I asked him if he knew my friend, his response was so reassuring to me.
He said, "................ is a PERSONAL friend of mine". He would go into the foxhole with you if you needed it.
He was a gentle giant.