Unfruitful Ministry

By Christopher Zoukis

For the next two years, cadet Paul Hill marched and drilled.  He wore a uniform and attended classes, where he sat erect and took notes.  He learned how to handle firearms.  And every afternoon – whether he wanted to or not – he went to chapel. 

It was there, in 1973, right before graduation that Paul found Jesus.  He got religion.  And with religion he got self-discipline and balance in his life.  Exactly as his father wanted.

Paul later wrote, “God graciously converted my proud and rebellious heart when I was seventeen.”[1] 

Paul enrolled in Image courtesy bellhaven.edu, which was a small, private Christian college.  The curriculum at Bellhaven had “Jesus at its core.”  Which meant the administrators and professors were Christians.  Everything was presented from the Christian perspective.  Bellhaven College and its students were separated from “the World.”  No one drank alcohol or smoked cigarettes or played cards.  Everyone was serious about being serious for Jesus.

Paul met his future wife at Bellhaven.  Her name was Karen.  Karen was pretty in a plain, pious way common to the females at Bellhaven.  Prim and proper, Karen knew her place:  submitted to Jesus first and her future husband second.  She knew and subscribed to the Biblical passages about women being “helpmates.”

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