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Prayer. For some months I even attended the Crusaders Class run,
during the Second World War, by prefects from the school. As it
turned out, even more significant for me were our regular monthly
Saturday morning services in St Paul’s Church, just a few
hundred yards from where the school was then sited in Hills Road. We weren't a church-going family except when we went to stay
with my stepfather's parents in Yorkshire. In mid-teens, for
a reason I can't account for on the human level, I felt a desire
to go to church, and as St Paul's was the only one with which
I was familiar it was there I went. I really knew nothing then
about the different groupings in the Church of England, but
in the Lord's merry He took me to a solidly Protestant Evangelical
church. These early visits came to an end, however, again for
reasons I can't explain as in my last years at school I would
have counted myself a Christian and knew that Jesus had died
to save sinners. When I was called up for National Service in 1952 I took my Bible
with me and read it through using the Prayer Book lectionary.
For a while I was stationed at Bury St Edmunds, and being able
to get home most weekends I began to go to St Paul's again. It
was there, on Good Friday 1953 that the significance for me personally
of God's great love and the Lord's death at Calvary came home
with saving power. Soon afterwards, though, it was off to Eaton Hall in Cheshire
for officer cadet training, and then to Germany as a second lieutenant
in the Northamptonshire regiment. I continued my Bible reading,
went as often as I could to Sunday services and was frequently
roped in to read the lesson, but I lacked the Christian fellowship
and instruction, which would have encouraged more spiritual growth.
Back in Northampton, though, the regimental depot chaplain asked
if I'd ever considered ordination. The reply was negative. I returned to Cambridge to go up to St Catharine's College in
October 1954 to read English and prepare for a career in teaching,
but whole-hearted involvement at St Paul's was to change that.
First came my confirmation, and preparation for it on a one to
one basis with Mark Ruston, honorary curate at St Paul's and
just about to begin his long ministry at the Round Church. I
became the leader of St Paul's Covenanter group, trained as a
counsellor for the Billy Graham relays, and was elected to the
PCC. All this, plus the regular Sunday ministry of Kenneth Hooker,
Christian Union contacts, other Christian friends, and reading
IVF and missionary books, led to an inner sense of call to the
ministry and a selection conference confirmation after that.
This meant a change from two years of reading English to a year's
Theology. Far from shaking my faith, as some feared, it strengthened
it still more. In my last term I met the girl I was to marry. Olive Richardson
was a newcomer to Cambridge, working in the local Dr Barnardo's
Home from where the staff and girls came to St Paul's every Sunday
morning. We were engaged in July 1957 and married the following
March - in St Paul's! Nearly 47 years later we are glad we can
still share together in the Lord's service. I am also very thankful
that both my mother and stepfather made professions of faith
in the Lord while I was at University. On Dick Lucas's recommendation I had applied to Clifton Theological
College to prepare for ordination. Hearing Alec Motyer preach
in St Paul's made me absolutely certain it was the right place
for me. While there I took the Protestant Reformation Society's
examination for ordinands and managed to win the scholarship.
More important though, the reading of Luther's Bondage of the
Will , one of the set books, convinced me, against my initial
hostile reaction, that so-called Calvinistic doctrine represented
the true teaching of Scripture. The other study book was Marcus
Loane's Masters of the English Reformation that gave me a clearer
spiritual understanding of the period and the issues for which
the martyrs died. From Clifton it was on to Hereford for ordination in May 1959
and a first curacy. Further moves were to Uphill, Weston-Super-Mare
to work on a council estate, then to Reading and the English
Churchman, the Kensit Memorial Bible College and baptism at Wattisham
Chapel, Sandown High School as Head of RE with fellowship and
ministry at Avenue Road Evangelical Church, and finally to Bethesda
Baptist Church in Felixstowe. Here I ministered for just over
21 years. During this last period I helped for a while on the
editorial board of Evangelical Times, and for 16 years chaired
the London Theological Seminary Board. From a convinced Anglican
I had become an equally convinced Grace Baptist, still Protestant,
still Evangelical, still preaching the same Gospel. Dr Lloyd-Jones's
position on Christian unity made a real impact on my thinking. Our family was blessed with four children in the early years
of our marriage. Andrew now leads the work in Immanuel Community
Church, Soho where he has lived and worked for 19 years. Paul
is a Fire Officer in Ipswich. Both he and Andrew are married,
and Andrew has three children. Our daughter, Catharine, is in
Mozambique as a VSO, working among a very needy group of people.
Rachel, our youngest, suddenly and unexpectedly died in 1993,
when she was 26, from anaphylactic shock caused by peanut allergy.
It was a time when we experienced the sustaining grace of God
in a very special way, and were supported too by the great love
of the Lord's people both in Felixstowe and further afield. It
has been a great privilege over the years to make Christian friends
in so many places who have continued to pray for us. When I first encountered the Protestant Truth Society
in 1965 it never entered my head that I would one day chair its
Council. These are vital days for the Gospel in our country and
for the Society as well. Please do pray for the Lord's will to
be done.
Gordon Murray |