The Amazing Ronald Q. Moore
Author: Greg Morgan
I noticed on Facebook that Sunday, July 5, is Ronald Q. and Doris Moore’s 61st anniversary. Of course I quickly congratulated him on the social platform as soon as I saw that. Mom, dad, and I were privileged to attend his 50th anniversary celebration in South Carolina. It’s hard to believe that 11 years have gone by since then.
I have known Brother Moore most of my life. In fact, I was privileged to attend Emmanuel College with two of his sons. (Tim, a navy chaplain, is a year older than me, and Philip, is a year younger than me.) Brother Moore’s youngest daughter-in-law, Ellen Eby Moore, was my sister’s best friend when they were little girls when we lived in Oklahoma City.
Let me explain why I think, no, why I know that Ronald Q. Moore is amazing. The story will explain itself.
When I was a teenager Brother Moore was invited to preach a revival at a small country church in the woods (really in the “boonies”). I was about 14 years old, and as soon as I heard the news my heart went out to Brother Moore. I was glad when dad announced that our family would attend.
Well, we all got in our car one evening and drove over an hour to get to the church. The directions were actually easy, all we had to do was go to the middle of nowhere and take a left. Sure enough, we found it.
I expected Brother Moore to look depressed, or at least sad, since he had such a hard assignment of preaching to such a small congregation.
To my surprise, Brother Moore started the service and explained how he had gone fishing with the pastor and some of the other men and had caught a lot of fish. The weather was perfect and the lake was beautiful. I must admit, I was relieved.
Right after that, the pastor took over the preliminaries. He called the choir members to come up to the platform. At that moment, literally everyone except my family went to the platform. I almost felt like we were on the Candid Camera Show. Before the choir sang their special number, he asked the church pianist if she could play a couple of hymns that he wanted the church to sing. The pianist said that she could probably play the songs, but she only played in the keys of C and G. It was hard not to stare at the hairnet she had on her head as she explained the situation. However, Brother Moore proceeded to sing the songs and all went well.
After the choir sang, Brother Moore preached a wonderful sermon. He had an altar call at the end, and 3 people got saved! Wow!
I pray that Brother Ronald Q. Moore will have many more wonderful years with his wife and his family. I pray that he will continue to be a great father and a wonderful grandfather.
God bless you Brother Moore!
Greg
Author: Greg Morgan
I noticed on Facebook that Sunday, July 5, is Ronald Q. and Doris Moore’s 61st anniversary. Of course I quickly congratulated him on the social platform as soon as I saw that. Mom, dad, and I were privileged to attend his 50th anniversary celebration in South Carolina. It’s hard to believe that 11 years have gone by since then.
I have known Brother Moore most of my life. In fact, I was privileged to attend Emmanuel College with two of his sons. (Tim, a navy chaplain, is a year older than me, and Philip, is a year younger than me.) Brother Moore’s youngest daughter-in-law, Ellen Eby Moore, was my sister’s best friend when they were little girls when we lived in Oklahoma City.
Let me explain why I think, no, why I know that Ronald Q. Moore is amazing. The story will explain itself.
When I was a teenager Brother Moore was invited to preach a revival at a small country church in the woods (really in the “boonies”). I was about 14 years old, and as soon as I heard the news my heart went out to Brother Moore. I was glad when dad announced that our family would attend.
Well, we all got in our car one evening and drove over an hour to get to the church. The directions were actually easy, all we had to do was go to the middle of nowhere and take a left. Sure enough, we found it.
I expected Brother Moore to look depressed, or at least sad, since he had such a hard assignment of preaching to such a small congregation.
To my surprise, Brother Moore started the service and explained how he had gone fishing with the pastor and some of the other men and had caught a lot of fish. The weather was perfect and the lake was beautiful. I must admit, I was relieved.
Right after that, the pastor took over the preliminaries. He called the choir members to come up to the platform. At that moment, literally everyone except my family went to the platform. I almost felt like we were on the Candid Camera Show. Before the choir sang their special number, he asked the church pianist if she could play a couple of hymns that he wanted the church to sing. The pianist said that she could probably play the songs, but she only played in the keys of C and G. It was hard not to stare at the hairnet she had on her head as she explained the situation. However, Brother Moore proceeded to sing the songs and all went well.
After the choir sang, Brother Moore preached a wonderful sermon. He had an altar call at the end, and 3 people got saved! Wow!
I pray that Brother Ronald Q. Moore will have many more wonderful years with his wife and his family. I pray that he will continue to be a great father and a wonderful grandfather.
God bless you Brother Moore!
Greg