In my seasonal euforic feelings that I spoke about yesterday and which I am currenlty in the midst, I began thinking about some of the people in my life that have meant the most to me. I think also some of the changes that are coming in my life over the next few months have prompted this thinking as well.
I went to a small Christian school from 6th to 12th grade. The principal at the time was Dennis York or Mr. York as he'll always be to me. He really was a kind man and even during my teenage years in school I knew that he had my best interests at heart. I can't think of a single time in school when he was verbally abusive, ever punished without just cause, and ever made his authority anything about his own ego.
He was always supportive, humble, often given to praise and uplifting of his students, and he made a difference in my life.
I called him today. I didn't know if he would still be at Blessed Hope, but he was. When I spoke to him he was there working, staying busy as he said and as I always remembered him. I got to tell him how he affected my life, about the journey that I'm about to start, and how his life helped make it possible. I got to remind him how he led me to Christ and I got to tell him that he was a good principal and a good friend.
So Mr. York you were a strong influence. You taught me about authority with humility, the importance of caring for those who are different than me, and you helped show me how to make a difference in peoples lives. I never saw any arrogance (well except maybe on the basketball court) and you were are are a good friend. Thanks!