Remember Your Guides

PREFACE (Bob Gessner) Regardless of our age, there are those in our past life whom we greatly admire. In many cases, they become the models that we follow and after which we pattern our lives. In today’s world, they might be sport’s heroes, TV personalities, family members, school friends, or "successful" people in the endeavors of life. How many of our models are godly men who loved the Bible and lived faithful lives for Christ? In delivering the address printed bel...

Nicholson , J. Boyd Sr. Eulogy

J. Boyd  Nicholson Sr.   Boyd Nicholson passed into the Lord's presence on Sunday, November 12, 2000 from MacMaster University Hospital. Beloved husband of Bernice (nee Robertson), loving father of Cathie (Bob) Cretney, J. B. (Louise), and Bill (Rona, deceased). Cherished grandfather of Lynn (David) Shatford, John (Janice), Brian (Jackie) Cretney, Joanna (Zachary) Garner, Beth (Crawford) Paul, Craig, Moira, Heather, Lindsey, Sharon, Andrea, David, and Sara. Great-...

Farstad, Eulogy


Harvester Ministries
Plano, TX


 The first time I ever heard the name of Arthur Farstad was in 1980 in the old Wyatt’s Cafeteria on Abrams Road in Dallas, sitting across the table from Jim Mook. I was a lowly Master’s student and Jim was in the doctoral program at Dallas Seminary. I remember sitting enthralled as Jim told me how he actually lived in a big house in Lakewood edition with Dr. Arthur Farstad, who had been a Greek professor at DTS for five and a half years and was at that time Executive Editor of The New King James Version of the Bible.

Wow, I thought. Jim actually lives with this famous guy (even though I’d never heard of him)! Little did I know that in two years I would not only get to meet this famous "Dr. Farstad" (at a Christmas party where we all baked and decorated gingerbread men cookies, no less!), but I would also gain the richest and best friendship I’ve ever had.

Arthur Leonard Farstad was born on March 7, 1935 in Yonkers, New York (the seventh day of the third month, interesting because Art’s favorite numbers were three and seven). He was the youngest of three boys. Art went to be with his Lord at sixty-three years of age on Tuesday evening, September 1, 1998 in Dallas. That same morning, Art commented to me as I drove him to Baylor Hospital: "I came to Dallas on this day thirty-five years ago from Washington D.C.; perhaps today is the day I’ll go home."

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