I’ve been in this radio work near to two years now. At first, it seemed very impersonal, sitting at a mike in a studio, not having the slightest idea whom I was talking to. It reminded me of my first years in America when I used to preach in the open air in Battery Park, New York City. Standing there under the Pilgrim Fathers’ Monument was unnerving: you start to preach when there’s no-one there. You just gulp hard, trust in God, and hope you’ll get a crowd. Within minutes forty to a hundred people gathered around each day. Some received Christ and became to me friends on deposit for eternal companionship.
It’s a similar experience with radio. You speak out not knowing who will gather round the airwaves and finally step out from behind the void. And then they do. And you have; in your letters; at the seminars. And I’m once again realizing the supreme satisfaction of serving a spiritual family out there.
From my post office box your stories sometimes bring me to tears. On occasion you make me laugh. And regularly you bless me with the means to keep this ministry alive.
I’m at that place in my life where serving you in love for the sake of Christ is my sunshine after rain; my reward after all the work; my joy in the morning, after all the pain.
You are all that to me. To know through your letters that you are growing in the Lord through what I do: that is for me one of life’s most lasting pleasures. And I thank God for it. And I thank you, for letting God work in you.
—Colin