Especially during the past 8 years, I have been in a role of pastoring pastors and church planters. I have a degree in Religious Education and a Masters of Divinity with Biblical Languages. But I have to confess that I have found myself many times, doing nothing more than translating Herbisms into Spanish. Those things which have been entrusted to me, I have entrusted to others. For example:
- I was pastoring a church while I was in college (the church will go without the name being mentioned for reasons you will see). I thought sure that if Pastor Rice preached at the church, he could get through where I could not. He preached and then spoke with members and then he and Barbara came over to our apartment. "Chipper, those folks are a bunch of boneheads! Get out that mess, son."
- On leadership: "If you're going to take the rap, you might as well take the reins."
- "If you can't listen; you can feel." (in other words, God corrects those that He loves)
- So many times, I have sat with a pastor and family going through difficult situations and shared with them, the things that my pastor had shared with me.
Last night, Herb sat down in a chair at his cabin on Wopsy Mountain in Pennsylvania and when he stood he was in heaven.
I loved Pastor Herb Rice. For several years we both served in the Conemaugh Valley Baptist Association in Pennsylvania. When pastors got together, they called me, "Frank" and called him, "Herb." But between us, I was "Chip" and he was "Pastor."
I loved to hear him preach, and though my style is very different, I learned to study and prepare from him. I have had a very different ministry than Pastor Rice, but my understanding of ministry and ministerial ethics come from him. If pastors and church planters in Peru and Ecuador think that they have learned from me, they have really learned from Herb Rice. I am so thankful that I told him that.
I will close with my favorite Herbism of all. His benediction. That final send off; be it in person or on the phone.
"Giv'em ... Heaven!"



