Thursday, May 22, 2008

Richard Holland: "Going Home"

On Monday, May 12 I visited Richard in hospital. He was not doing well and didn't not talk as much as he had the day before. However, one thing he did say very defiinitely was "I'm going Home" and that night at 9 pm he did just that. His passing was peaceful for which we are so thankful. Over the past months he had struggled with pain in his back and legs, walking was difficult and he was relying on a wheelchair for most movement. His daughter and son-in-law, Hilary and Pier Van Netten, had moved in with him at the beginning of the year and had cared for him so well. However, as people visited and came to pray for him, he would often respond and pray for them. He was still vitally interested in what we were doing and what was happening in the church. He called Sue's parents shortly before going into hospital, just to encourage and pray for them. This past Tuesday, a Celebration Service of his life was held at CityLife Church with over 1200 people in attendance from all across Australia. Tributes and flowers poured in from around the world: Indonesia, New Zealand, the U.S., Canada, Malaysia, Thailand, Singapore....and the list goes on. Several of Richard's family and friends shared at either the graveside or in the church and I have attached my comments. The church did film the service, and there was a wonderful collection of photos shown. If you would be interested in seeing the dvd, please contact me. Richard was a unique person - a man of great passion, vision, faith and compassion; one of the people whose face shone with the love of Christ. I will never forget him, never stop missing him until the day when it will be my time to 'go home'.
[Photo: Richard with daughter Hilary and myself] Check out Mark Conner's blog (go to http://www.citylifechurch.com and click on Mark's blog) to read his comments on Richard, plus Hilary's memories of her dad. There is also a link to a newspaper press release I put together.
Also check out my blog entry on Richard - January 25, 2007
Memories of Richard: Carolyn Boyd
THE HOLY SPIRIT:
I first met Richard when I was 19 and he came to speak at the teacher’s college I was attending in Frankston.
A Christian, I was seeking something more, and when I met Richard, saw the light in his eyes and the enthusiasm he had for ,His Lord I knew I wanted what he had. There is head knowledge and there is heart knowledge, and I soon discovered that Richard knew not only God the Father, and Jesus, he had a vibrant relationship with the Holy Spirit and that made the difference. Travelling home from a Bible Study one night the Holy Spirit came and touched my life as Richard prayed, and yes, I was filled with the Spirit in the PINK Falcon! HOO 708 Richard had a tenacity for the things of God that wouldn’t give up. Interestingly, during that time five students at Frankston were impacted through Richard’s ministry and dynamic enthusiasm and today all five of us are still serving God. I started to attend the church he pastored in Dandenong and his daughter Hilary became a best friend. I should say that Rob and I became “Verbal Swordsmen” and practiced sharpening our wit. I think he won.

CHARTS: Richard was a CHART MASTER! Any surface that could be written on was fair-game and many charts began their life on the back of a serviette or paper tablecloth! I remember once when he was teaching using a chart in an outreach church in Seville. Families gathered in a farmhouse and kids were everywhere. (This being before the time of children’s programs). Richard made sure all the kids were involved, and this night as the taught on the words of Jesus to the seven churches in Revelation, he called out seven children and gave each of them the name of a church..”You are Ephesus, you are Smyrna” and so on. At one stage, he turned to the little girl who was Ephesus and asked "Now which church are you?" Startled, she blurted out “Church of England”. Richard had the ability of drawing in and communicating with people in all stages of life, and those kids never missed a meeting.

FAMILY:
Richard and Garry took me into their family as another ‘daughter”. He called me Shorter Daughter in those days! My parents became best friends with Richard and Garry, and we would often holiday together. Those of you who know Richard know that he didn’t like to sit idle for too long, and so whenever we went away, I would become the Tour Guide and dutifully produce an itinerary with almost every hour accounted for. I would be sure to include “Rest Hour” somewhere in the afternoons for everyone’s benefit and he would reluctantly comply, appearing one hour later walking up and down outside our rooms and looking at his watch. It was time to go again.

In the early days, Hilary and I would take notes copiously, and amongst those notes were some of the RJH bloopers. When praying for a very pregnant lady who had a severe headache, he said, to our horror “Lord deliver her NOW” to which she exclaimed – “No, not yet!” Another time was during communion when he asked the Lord to bless the broken bed. Hard to concentrate after that one.

I don’t think I knew anyone so generous. There are countless individuals and families that he has helped. That was his nature and both he and Garry enjoyed doing this. Richard gave not just of his finances, he gave of his life. I recall many times when he would leave in the middle of the night to visit a sick child or pray for a family in turmoil. It was never too much trouble. He beat the ambulance to my house the morning my mother collapsed and saw her ushered into God’s presence.

CHURCHES:
For some ten years, I had the privilege of serving on church staff, first as Richard’s PA. There was a steady stream of people making their way to his office for words of counsel, common sense advice, prayer and encouragement. He had a gift for believing for barren women to bear children – and there are many here today who would acknowledge the power of those prayers. [Sadly, he didn’t have the gift for finding husbands!]

Over the past fifteen years, I have been involved in travelling to many nations. I visit churches in Malaysia, Thailand, Canada, the US, and others who have been touched by his ministry. He believed fiercely in the miraculous power of God and his greatest desire for the church has been to see this restored. People in Seattle still tell me of the time oil appeared on his hands and he felt the Lord tell him to pray for the church leaders. He did so, and the Holy Spirit fell in an amazing way. That fervency he imparted remains in that church and amongst those leaders today. I also remember a time when he was in Indonesia and was asked to pray for an elderly blind lady. As he began to pray, the Lord gave him a different language. The lady was astonished – Richard wasn’t speaking Indonesian, he was speaking a village dialect, the dialect of that lady. In addition, yes, she was instantly healed.

I still visit a church in Boise, Idaho where Richard preached in the 60’s. There are people there who still talk of this man from Australia whose face shone with the light and love of the Lord and who brought healing and deliverance to so many. To quote Sue Carpenter “For Richard, miracles were the expected heritage of any child of God. Cancer, infertility, pneumonia, were not challenges to God's power, just vehicles to demonstrate it”. Only two weeks or so ago he and Hilary rang Sue’s dad in Idaho to encourage and pray for him. Sue says her family have been so ministered to over the years by his warm Australian voice and prayers at the end of the phone.

McDONALDS: As I said, my parents were great friends with Richard. He and Dad golfed together, argued politics together, prayed together. They visited the sick in hospital and saw many accept the Lord during those times. Perhaps one thing they also did together was vastly improve the coffers of a multi-national corporation. They bestowed their favour on this establishment, visiting several times a week, and in fact in Richard’s later years he carried on that tradition on a daily basis – yes, the establishment was McDonald’s – proving that it’s not just kids that like that place. Vermont South should have a plaque in the wall in his honour – the Friday morning Life Group continues!

FAVORITE VERSES:
Richard was an evangelist – pastor – teacher. He loved the Lord and he loved people and he lived a life of integrity. He often said “It’s not WHO is right, it’s WHAT is right”. In some ways, he gave his life for the people, the children of God, the church. He had a gift of faith and inspired many. Richard had many favourite scriptures, but the two I remember most are:

Hebrews 10:25 “Not forsaking the assembling of ourselves together as the manner of some is, but exhorting one another and so much more as you see the day approaching.” He believed in the church unwaveringly and was never more distressed when he found people treating going to church as an optional extra in their Christianity.
The other: Hebrews 6:1 “Let us go onto perfection (maturity, completeness) not laying again the foundation of repentance from dead works and of faith towards God.” That was his prayer for the church – that we might become MATURE in the things of God, not babes, having to be spoon-fed.

CLOSING:
For me, Richard’s passing is bitter sweet – I know he is in the presence of His Lord and has entered into that joy that he spoke of so often. One of the last things he said to me the day he went was “I’m going Home”. However, the selfish part of me wants him to still be around, to hug, to call up and say “please pray” and to know that if Richard was praying then it would be all right. He was my spiritual father, my mentor, my friend, and I know there will never be a day go by without a grateful thought of him.

Thank you Rob and Hil for letting me share your wonderful dad.
Thank you Lord for sharing him with the church worldwide.


Saturday, April 26, 2008

Aussie Kids












During our time in Central Queensland we met with some terrific indigenous children.  The church there (Christian Covenant Community - known as 3Ci) busses in local children each Sunday afternoon.   They enjoy some food and a great program.  We  enjoyed being with these kids who responded so well to music, fun and God's word.  Funnily enough, although we have been to many nations, this is only the second time we have worked with aboriginal children in Australia.  Next January we hope to do more in this field, working with children in the Kimberleys, Western Australia.   

Tuesday, April 01, 2008

Many hands make a new house!


CityLife Community Care (formerly Knox CC) turned out in force to give my aging home a makeover. More than 60 volunteers began arriving from about 8.00 a.m. last Saturday. They were placed in teams: painting, gardening and carpentry. Having prayed for rain for the last several years, it was impossible to ask the Lord to stop it...but it did hold off until around 1 and even then showers were light. What tremendous servant's hearts these people have - I was so overwhelmed by the care shown to me. Verandas, windows and doors painted, gardens weeded and edged, trees pruned, deck steps totally replaced. And as a special bonus, my own bedroom and ensuite freshly painted! Not only did they work through to 4, but a smaller team offered to come again next week and finish off! THANKS is such a little word for all I feel inside - but THANKS to all who came to bless me - you certainly did, and I am praying that in turn you will be doubly blessed.
Picture: the old green going and the new cream appearing!

Saturday, March 22, 2008

The Hope of Easter....

NEW LIFE.....
Easter....bunnies, eggs, chocolate Bilby's (well, we ARE in Australia) almost everything in the stores except anything about the REAL meaning of the season. Oh - unless you count the cross on the Hot Cross Buns! Now while I enjoy a bun or two and a chocolate egg or six, I can't help despairing that the general population in my nation know very little about this time of year. Stats tell us that the majority of people believe in God but for many it doen't go much farther than that. But for Christians (and for myself) Easter reminds me WHY I am a Christian - a follower of Christ - and HOW I became one. Christianity isn't a cultural thing; you are not born a Christian. Heritage and history has no bearing on your eternal state. Rather you are 'born again' when you realise (a) your need of a Saviour (b) that Jesus Christ fulfilled the qualifications of that Saviour and (c) that His Resurrection provides us with not only forgiveness but access to the presence of God. I wonder at the marvels of creation, the universe, the beauty of the world around me and I acknowledge God the Creator. But knowing the reality of Jesus Christ goes beyond that - my errors, failures and deliberate wrong-doings are forgiven and paid for through His death on a cross. And because of the Resurrection I have new life now and eternal life to come. I hear His voice - in music, as I read the Bible, in response to my prayers, through the encouragement of others. I have seen the miraculous - circumstances turned around, urgent needs miraculously met, relationships restored, healings for bodies and minds and wounded spirits ....and the list goes on. I love Easter - another reminder of the greatness of God's love to His final work of creation - human beings! That's you, that's me.

HAPPY EASTER! And may YOU know the reality of this NEW LIFE!

Saturday, March 01, 2008

Ministry in Thailand

To the left is part of the group of workers from Hope Churches who attended the training conference Sue and I taught. The conference was open to several churches and it was so good to enjoy the good spirit of cooperation between all. We varied teaching with team building activities, games, and object lessons and the response was good. We so appreciated the hospitality and care for us that the church showed. Special thanks to Pinky and Jippy for transport and help throughout our time there.



Look at the faces of the children to the right (athough the little girl back right looks a bit puzzled!) These children were part of an outreach amongst kids in a poorer area of Bangkok. One man in this location heard the gospel and accepted Christ. He, along with his family, have become a ray of light in this place, and each week a team from Rivers of Life Church visits to minister with the children, and have started a church in this squatter area. We enjoyed seeing the Pastor relating so well to these kids - and they responded well to him.

We count it a privilege to be able to share with churches in Thailand who are making a difference!

Thursday, February 07, 2008

Update: Catching Up With Kittiphum


As many of you may know, Carolyn’s on a missionary trip in Asia. This photo and a text message were forwarded on to me on behalf of Carolyn to give us an update on her recent activities. The text reads:

Carolyn shares a meal with Kittiphum, the youth she sponsors through Compassion.

Carolyn and Sue will be flying from Kittiphum’s village back to Bangkok and will be ministering at a church there over the weekend. And then, it’s off to Cambodia on Monday. We’re praying Carolyn and Sue will have a safe journey and God will richly bless them and others through their ministering.
UpDate: Click Here to learn more Compassion International

Sunday, January 13, 2008

TIME.........

Christmas - the wonder on the face of a child looking at a star.......the lights and music.......the timeless message of God's Son sent to earth - is over. New Year's Eve came - a fun time with friends and games and sparklers - and went. It is now mid January - my year is planned (God willing), diaries filled in, dates made, travel plans in action. TIME - The Inevitable March to Eternity - is flying by. I look at my little friend in the photo. For him, time is dictated by sleeping, waking, drinking, playing. It will be awhile for him to register the march of time. For his active brother (almost 6) time can be 'forever' (waiting for Santa) or "too short" (playing with his friends). For me time is the inevitable passing of days, weeks, months, years seemingly gathering speed each year. Was it really four years ago that I stood in Bogota, Colombia, watching street children board a bus for the journey of a lifetime - a camp that would offer them hope? Could it be seven years ago that Sue and I shared God's love with 1600 excited, expectant children under a silk tent in northern India? Sometimes it seems like an age, at others just a 'few months ago". Time is the most precious gift that we have - time to be the best we can be, to do the best we can do, to change the world around us, to reach out in relationships, to excel in generosity, to 'stop and smell the roses or coffee', and for me as a Christian, time to learn more about the God I worship. After all, I believe I'll spend eternity with Him! (And hopefully, with many who are reading this) TIME: one thing is sure, you only go on this journey once. My prayer for 2008 is that we may make every day count in some way to making someone's life a little happier, to encouraging more and criticizing less, to laughing more than we grumble, and for living in thankfulness for the life we have been given. HAPPY NEW YEAR!
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