In 1932, My grandfather, A.M. Overton, was a pastor of a church in Mississippi with a wife and three small children. His wife was pregnant with their fourth child but when it came time for delivery, there were complications and both she and the baby died. During the funeral service, the preacher officiating the service noticed my grandfather writing something on a piece of paper. After the service the minister asked him about it, and he handed him the paper with a poem he had just written which he titled, “He Maketh No Mistake”.
"He Maketh No Mistake"
My Father’s way may twist and turn
My heart may throb and ache,
But in my soul I’m glad to know,
He maketh no mistake.
My cherished plans may go astray,
My hopes may fade away,
But still I’ll trust my Lord to lead,
For He doth know the way.
Tho’ night be dark and it may seem
That day will never break,
I’ll pin my faith, my all, in Him,
He maketh no mistake.
There’s so much now I cannot see,
My eyesight’s far too dim,
But come what may,
I’ll simply trust and leave it all to Him.
For by and by the mist will lift,
And plain it all He’ll make,
Through all the way, tho’ dark to me,
He made not one mistake.
- A.M. Overton, 1932
Background Info(Written by my father, Dr. Bob Overton, in response to an inquiry by a researcher named Wiley Fulton)
Thanks for your interest in my dad, A.M. Overton. I am glad to give you some information about him.
He grew up in Toone, TN, the son of a farmer. He graduated from Union University in Jackson, TN, where he was a debate partner with J.D. Grey. He told the story that when they left college, J.D. said, "I am going to be president of the SBC," to which Dad replied, "I will probably be so far out in the boondocks that I won't hear about it." While a college student, I visited Dr. Grey at the FBC of New Orleans. He treated me royally and spoke most fondly of Dad. He also gave me some information about the poem. I knew something of the story but not as much as he told, which I will repeat to you.
First, Dad was pastor of the FBC of Baldwyn, MS, a small town in northeast Mississippi. While there his wife died in childbirth, the baby also dying. He was left with three children, two girls and a boy, ages about 8-12. During the funeral service, the pastor preaching the sermon noticed that Dad was writing. After the service he asked about it, and Dad gave him the words that are now familiar to many people around the world, "He Maketh No Mistake."
Shortly afterwards, he married a lady from Baldwyn and then became the pastor of the Fulton Baptist Church [now FBC], about forty miles from Baldwyn. Fulton is a county seat town just a few miles west of the Alabama state line, about fifty miles south of the Tennessee state line. He pastored that church until his death of colon cancer in 1952, at the age of 52. I was the oldest of four children born to that marriage in Fulton, followed by two daughters and another son. His preaching ministry was that of expository preacher. He almost always preached through books of the Bible, one on Sunday morning, another on Sunday night, and another on Wednesday night. [Sometimes I think that both Sunday sermons were from the same book.]
His activities were many. He began a radio program around 1945, a Saturday morning "Radio Bible Class." This grew into a network of several stations in several states nearby; then later he added some large "clear channel" stations in Texas and Mexico that covered a large part of the nation. He once received a letter of H.S. Ironside of Moody Church, Chicago, very well-known at that time, commending him for his good work. It was during that time that I played the piano as introduction and conclusion to his programs, traveling with him every Saturday to Tupelo, MS, where the broadcast originated, and once a month for a whole afternoon while he recorded four or five messages for use in the larger stations further away. I had no idea at the time that those experiences were making an enormous impact on me. When I arrived at Mississippi College, by his arrangement, shortly after his death, having just surrendered to preach, it dawned on me after two or three years there that I was miles ahead of my fellow ministerial students in knowledge of the Bible. The reason, of course, was that I had been under my father's strong Bible preaching three times every week all my life through high school, plus the untold numbers of radio messages. I must admit that I wasn't really "trying" to learn the Bible all that time, but much of it rubbed off on me anyway. A tribute, of course, to the grace of the Lord to me.
You will appreciate this little side note, especially given your name. He received mail from all over the country in response to his radio programs. He never, ever asked for money, but it came unsolicited and was the entire financial provision for the programs. His address was simply, A.M. Overton, Fulton, MS. He once received a letter addressed to A.M. Fulton, Overton, MS. Somehow, he got it! By the way, the Lord's provision of finances for the radio ministry was a story in itself. Countless times he came to the absolute last day that bills had to be paid, without sufficient funds to pay them, but the last mail delivery on the last day would always have the needed amount, often almost to the dollar!
As far back as I can remember, Dad published a monthly paper called "The Clarion" which went to hundreds of homes all those years. The radio ministry expanded the reach of it and it was sent to most of the states plus a few foreign countries. He published numerous gospel tracts on various subjects and these were sent all over the world. He published several books of the radio sermons and also, as you thought, a book of poems. But the book of poems was not promoted and never went very far. "He Maketh No Mistake" was in that book, entitled "Chimes of Dawn."
Perhaps a crowning achievement of his life was the beginning of a school for preachers which was housed in the church in Fulton. He was Dean and Teacher, and some pastor friends of his composed the teaching faculty. This lasted only a few years because it ended at his death, but for those years there were 20-30 students every semester. In our house we had two upstairs bedrooms and four of the students would live there, eating their meals at our table. I don't know how my mother managed this, but it just seemed like the way life was supposed to be for us kids. Table conversations were most interesting. Again, part of my legacy. These were the years I was in upper elementary school through high school, so mid-40s to early 50s.
His life was cut short, or so it seemed to us, by colon cancer that began in 1951. He had surgery at the Baptist Hospital in Memphis, TN, and later returned to the pulpit for a while, but after a few months the cancer resumed it relentless march through his body. He suffered much pain for several months before his death in July of 1952. Looking back, it's hard to see how he could accomplish so much in so short a period of time. He was a tireless worker who never really took any time off. The church built for him a garage with adjoining office in the back yard of our house, which he enjoyed for many years. Part of his radio ministry became the sale of religious books which he stocked in that office. So I grew up with a ready-made "library" of Christian devotional books and Christian fiction for teenagers. Another part of my legacy.
Surely you have recognized by now that I have enjoyed writing these lines to you. I have never had occasion to do this before, so I thank you for the inquiry that set it into motion, and for my son's internet search concerning the poem that precipitated your inquiry. Apparently you are something of a "history buff" so maybe you have enjoyed this little trip down memory lane just half as much as I have.
Perhaps you would like to know that I was a Baptist pastor for 47 years, the last church being the Rice Temple Baptist Church in Houston, TX, where I served for 31 years. I began teaching for Southwestern Seminary's Houston campus in 1983 as an ad junct professor, then retired from the church and began work fulltime with the seminary in 2001. I greatly enjoy my work as Dean and Professor because it is an opportunity to make an investment in the lives of men and women who will be serving the Lord all over the world for many years. I continue to preach regularly, serving as Interim Pastor for churches most of the time.
I was listening to my Pastor, Dave Gibson, preach a sermon based on Titus 2:2. (2Teach the older men to be temperate, worthy of respect, self-controlled, and sound in faith, in love and in endurance.) He made the point that we who are the Body of Christ are constantly “read” by other people and we either demonstrate Christ-like attributes or we do not.This started a flood of thoughts in my mind and prompted me to take it a little further.Sorry Dave, but I probably missed what you said after that!
Not only are we “read” but in a sense we are tasted and experienced by the world. I began to think about how a wine connoisseur evaluates a bottle of wine.Terms begin to swirl like bold, vibrant, earthy, acidic and the list goes on and on.Now, I am certainly not a wine connoisseur!If not for the spell checker feature of my software, I would not even be able to spell it!But I have always been amazed at people who had so finely tuned their palette that they could give a thorough evaluation of a wine from only a taste or two.They can easily spot an inferior wine with very little effort.
In a sense, society has been trained to be an expert in making quick assessments of other individuals with which they come in contact.The evaluation metrics that they use are not always fair and are inconsistent to a degree, but they can generally give a pretty fair analysis of a person given enough exposure.Of course without the exposure, there is no evaluation whatsoever resulting in zero impact.(note to self: expand in a different post)It seems that a wine review can be broken down into three basic parts: the first impression, general characteristics, and the finish.
With this in mind, I offer the following possible reviews of a Christian by a people connoisseur.This is certainly not an exhaustive set, but hopefully enough to make a point.
Review # 1 – Highly acidic on the tongue resulting in a very unpleasant experience.I could not bear to finish the glass.
I cringe when I think of all of the times when I have made my first impression to a person in an ugly and offensive way.Perhaps it was when I was made to wait an intolerable amount of time at the bank, or when I was cut off by a careless driver.Whatever preceded my poor first impression, it does not begin to excuse the way that I represented my maker.Bottom line is that when the first impression is poor, there is no reason to look further for depth.Impression formed, forever ingrained, an opportunity lost. Testimony delivered.
Review #2 – A bright presentation with great mouth feel.Wine disappoints as it has no real depth.
How easy is this? I can remember to be gracious to the waitress at the restaurant after I leave church on Sunday, but have I made any impact?How many times have I had a chance to share my faith, or meet a need, or just demonstrate compassion and I have just gone about my business?I am humbled when I am in the presence of someone who reaches out when I do not.It is also significant when those who are facing incredible adversity or loss manage to use the situation to demonstrate God’s goodness to the rest of the world.These are people of great substance.I want to be one of those.
Review # 3 – A very robust presentation giving way to earthy tones with good depth. Unfortunately, the finish is somewhat weak.
I want to finish well.I really do.I love to see people like my father who has never let up and keeps pressing on, preaching the Gospel and defusing difficult situations.I am talking about people who work for the kingdom as long as they have strength to do so.I also admire people who find a new way of serving the kingdom when life situations and circumstances dictate a change.I want to be one of the people who get older and manage to see it as just getting nearer to the time that they can actually be with God.
Review #4 – Good first impression giving way to great depth and complexity.Prevalent notes of grace, mercy and compassion leading to an invigorating finish.Truly, a life to savor.
So I have to ask myself, Am I living a life that makes people want to take a further look?And when they look closer, am I living in such a way the depth of faith is observed?And will I finish my life in such a way that Christ’s message never dims? One thing is certain; we give our testimony many times in every day. We either act as an ambassador for God's love, grace and mercy or we give a hollow or distorted representation of our master.
I just read a story about a woman who was trapped in her bathroom for three weeks due to a broken door lock. Thankfully, she survived by drinking tap water. It turns out that she had been banging on the pipes in hopes of attracting the attention of her neighbors. Here neighbors heard her banging all right. In fact, they started a petition to stop workers from making noise at night! They heard her, but they assumed they knew the source and they missed the message.
How many times do I hear God's warnings and miss his message? Sometimes, I assume that the pipes are banging for no good purpose but to annoy me. Other times, they must be for someone else. I think that I often limit God's influence on me by deciding when or how he can speak. The truth is, he can speak through a spouse, parent, child, pastor, friend... all the way down to the rocks! I need to be in a state of mind that I am listening for God and what he has to say to me. I should investigate situations and be ready to jump in if God is involved. I desperately want to hear God speak to me... I just need to keep trying to listen!
I was enjoying my Labor Day weekend with some jetski therapy and I learned something. (Yes, jetskis can be therapeutic!) My family has spent a lot of holidays like this at my in-laws lakehouse on Toledo Bend here in Texas. We had a great day enjoying a surprisingly pleasant weather day for this time of year. Daniel, my 13 year old son, who would later have an epic knee board wipe-out, and I were taking the jetski out on the first run of the day. Now, I had not planned on learning anything that day, I just want to make that clear. Toledo Bend is a large resevoir on the Sabine River which seperates Texas from Lousiana. It is full of stumps which makes it a fisherman's paradise and a skier's nightmare. Yet we ski. In order to avoid said stumps, boaters navigate along safe routes by following countless miles of buoys. As we were approaching a buoy, Daniel, who was driving, asked me "where is the next marker?" I looked and did not see it either, UNTIL we actually reached the buoy closest to us. And then I saw the familiar shape through the splashing water. I pointed it out to him and off we went... rapidly I must add. This was after all... therapy!
All of a sudden, there it was, the lesson I didn't know I needed. This is exactly the way I treat God and his directions. It is not enough for me to be able to see my objective that is right in front of me. Oh no, I insist on knowing where the next marker is as well. This causes me to be impatient and discontented. Now, the worst thing to do on a jetski in a stump infested lake is to charge off without seeing the next buoy. Sometimes those next markers are not easy to see, and to set off without a bearing could end badly. In the same way, when I can't see God's next objective for me, I tend to set out in a direction that seems to make sense to me. This rarely works out well, but I never seem to learn how to identify this kind of situation. I need to be willing to hang out around my current situation and see what God has put in front of me. This is true even when the next marker does not show itself right away. God has this thing about teaching me things at the least obvious times and situations. In the waiting and seeking God, I tend to learn and grow.
So I wait, and seek, and learn, and grow and try to be content... and look for the next marker.
I recently spoke to a group of parents about some practical ways to keep their families safe online. The information below is from my handout. I have also created a parent reference page on my site with links to some good information.
Background Information
Immigrants & Natives
In his book, Carpe Mañana, Leonard Sweet compares the challenge of adults born before 1962 sharing Christ with people born after that year to immigrants trying to communicate with natives. He calls people born after 1962, "A.C." (after computers) and natives to today's culture. Those born before 1962 are "B.C." (before computers) and immigrants.
This culture uses a different language than ours. We will either use our kids as interpreters, or we will learn the language ourselves. I think that this is a deliberate decision that we have to make as parents.
A Targeted Generation
Teenagers subjected to hundreds of discrete forms of advertisement each day. Why? Because they have the most discretionary money. Not only that, they are relatively easy to influence.
View “Merchants of Cool” which is a documentary from a few years ago. It really opened my eyes.
No Absolute Truth
In a recent study, the Barna Research Group revealed a stunning statistic that continues to reverberate throughout the evangelical world. Only 9 percent of professing Christians have a biblical worldview.
Why is this important? This is important because most people don't really believe that God is the author and arbiter of truth. Once we put ourselves into the equation of determining right from wrong, then we have opened the door wide open to relative truth. If this happens, the collective society gets to redefine truth as they see fit.
Take a look at information from the Truth Project on this topic.
Basic Checklist
Set your search engine settings to filter content
Update your firewall/anti-virus/malware/spyware software
Run the updates to your operating system
Set a limited-rights user account for each child and configure their internet home page
Utilize Internet Controls (I recommend Safe Eyes)
Filtering and Monitoring and Accountability
Software or Hardware
Content & Time
Consider your computer environment
Keep computers in a common room
Position the screen to be visible to all
Establish house rules (Covenant)
Acceptable and non-acceptable websites
Rules for IM, texting, gaming, social networking, information sharing etc…
E-mail - Don't invite trouble with poor practices.
Social Media - (Facebook, Twitter, MySpace, gaming, texting, chat rooms etc...)
Work to understand social networking
Understand that social network tools are a valid and lasting form of communication
Understand "Virtual Presence" and modern peer pressure
Learn to understand the language of the “natives”
Age appropriateness
Monitor activity and enforce rules of engagement
Make sure your kids understand
Internet information is forever.
There is NO anonymity on the internet!
Social networking companies DO NOT have your best interests at heart.
I have been intrigued by the advertising campaign of Microsoft's new search engine called "Bing!". It is billed as a cure for the confusing task of searching the internet and it's amazingly varied pieces of information. They claim to be the "world's first decision engine". I agree that the internet can be dizzying at times and it has a way of putting together different content items that have no business together. It is a stream of consciousness to be sure and it makes perfect sense that we need a way to help us make decisions. Check out a recent add.
Now, here is my point. I think that real life is more complicated than the internet and there is no doubt that we need a decision engine to help us along the way. But I really doubt that Microsoft has the best engine for me to use to make decisions. What is needed is a Biblical worldview where God is the arbiter of absolute truth. In 2003 the Barna Research Group released a study that indicated that less than 10% of people in America process decisions with a Biblical world view. This is a staggering statistic! This did not happen overnight, but gradually over the past few decades society has shifted toward a relative truth decision engine where everyone is supposed to make decisions that are right for them.
As a parent, I am impressed that I need to teach my kids that God needs to be the filter by which all decisions should be made. It is a matter of helping them to see that the world routinely lies to them when it says that there is no absolute truth. I don't know how parents can possibly make consistent decisions when the standard of truth is a shifting line. I have to admit that it is very easy to fall into a pattern of making decisions based on worldly standards. It is always a relief to remember that I don't have to determine what is right in a certain situation. All I have to do is apply God's truth to the situation and remain consistent in my response.
So perhaps Microsoft is onto something after all. We definitely need a decision engine. We just need to use the right one. I kind of doubt that this angle will appear in any of their ads!
Background Info(Written by my father, Dr. Bob Overton, in response to an inquiry by a researcher named Wiley Fulton)
