John Newton’s Mom died suddenly when he was 6 years old. He would attend school from age 8-10. By the time he turned 11 he was sailing the high seas. When he was 20 he was forced off his ship on some small island just southeast of Sierra Leone, West Africa where he was enslaved for 18 months. He would become the captain of a slave-trading ship and transport slaves from Africa to England, his home country.
John did not start well.
During a rough night at sea, John’s life took a turn as he found comfort in the Bible and in the message of God’s saving grace. John would leave the comfort and convenience of the ship and embark on a new journey. He would become a pastor of a small congregation that he would serve with “toughness and habitual tenderness.” He would pastor two churches for 43 years. He would teach himself Greek, Hebrew, and Syriac. Along with this he was reading the best there was in Latin, English, and French. And, he invested most of time studying the scriptures.
John also wrote hymns.
He developed the discipline of writing hymns to accompany his sermons. During one stretch he wrote a new hymn, each week, for over 300 consecutive weeks. He developed quite a “talent” for putting words into poetry that brought a concreteness to the very abstract. One of those songs that you just might have heard once or twice before, was my Dad’s favorite.
As a young boy, I can recall, vaguely, my Dad trying to tell me the story behind the song. I hardly heard a word and am certain that my Dad felt my shortness, my lack of attention, and my general disdain for his words. I was certain that my Dad was weak and what could I possibly learn from a weakling. I turned my back literally and figuratively. Amazingly, I never felt anything from my Dad but his tenderness toward me. The song, you ask?
Amazing Grace.
Thanks John. Thanks Dad. And, thanks Heavenly Father for your Amazing Grace. And, God help me become tender. God, help me…
BUILT TO LEAD 