Remembering Chuck Colson
Chuck Colson passed away this weekend. He was taken ill recently during a Prison Fellowship (PF) function, was operated on, and did not recover. The world has lost a valiant crusader for the cause of Christ…and Carolyn and I have lost a dear personal friend.
Carolyn and I share so many fond memories of Chuck and our work at Prison Fellowship over 17 years ('86-'03) with the ministry. We join so many others in sadness at Chuck's exit from this life and rejoice with them as he takes up citizenship in a better place. Chuck was always amazingly gracious to both of us. Of particular memory, for Carolyn, was the personal call from Chuck after her accident. Chuck had learned of her accident, and in the midst of a hectic schedule took the time to phone at home just to speak with her. Chuck cared deeply about those of us who labored at PF—and our families.
Chuck also taught me so much over the years...through his words, his vision, his passion for ministry and excellence. I recall one particular moment, at a Xerox Center staff conference where he and I entered the auditorium from the rear at the same moment. We stood there seemingly frozen for just a moment...looking at the stage and at the back of heads of most of our fellow laborers. I remarked, “you know Chuck, if one were to purposefully set out to change the face of prisons and the system across this country, most of the people in this room, including you and me, would not pass muster because of our past. But somehow God has raised up this group...these bruised reeds (PF Logo based on Isaiah, “a bruised reed will he not break, a smoldering wick will he not snuff out”)...to do just that. He nodded in agreement and smiled. We hugged. And off we went.Well done, Chuck!
I often think of that conversation in the context of KARM. In the same way that God used these “bruised reeds” – broken, talented, and committed-to-a-cause people who changed the face of prison ministry through PF, so, too, He can change the face of ministry to the homeless, poor and needy in Knoxville through those of us who labor in the KARM vineyard. Beggars showing other beggars where to find bread.




