I’m not the most sentimental person when it comes to pictures, special objects, and other keepsakes. But when I drive through places with landmarks and geography familiar to my life from the past, that’s when I get stirred. Our family just traveled back from vacation, which brought us through the same route I must have taken dozens of times driving to visit my (now) wife during weekend breaks. The weather was perfect for a reflective night after a busy but exciting week of traveling. We even got to see “our perfect tree” that has stood firm beside the tranquil highway bridging Winston-Salem to Roanoke. (See above pic)
Right around this time 11 years ago I graduated from Bible college in Winston-Salem, North Carolina. I realize that Bible colleges seem to be past their heyday in terms of popularity and growth, but when I sought training for ministry, it seemed like a no brainer to pursue Bible college as my first step. And while my experiences are not guaranteed to anyone who sets out on a similar path, I think it’s worth sharing about how my own Bible college experience shaped my life and was honestly better than I could have ever hoped for.
I’ll always be thankful for the professors and staff members of Piedmont Baptist College. With the professors, I obviously gained a lot of knowledge. Most of them were tough and didn’t give much leeway for laziness or forgetfulness, but that has also helped me become well disciplined for life and ministry. If a paper was due by 5 pm, then a 5:01 turn was late (if not a 0).
Self-discipline was a helpful practice, but discipline of the mind was perhaps even greater. To be sure, my Bible college professors were theologically conservative. But contrary to what most might assume about stalwart conservatism, these professors also introduced me to a variety of viewpoints. The thing that really stuck in my theological and philosophical training was in “how” to think, not just “what” to think.
As a sophomore, I took a research course with Dr. Sprouse, a man whose love for literature was infectious, all while encapsulated in a dry humor that I personally enjoyed. I had heard about the “New Atheists” but felt somewhat intimidated by their writings. But being at Bible college, I was determined to really know what I truly believed. So, I was given permission to research Richard Dawkins’ The God Delusion. As I was reading this book, I kept seeing examples of logical fallacies, and, ironically for a book that purported to be science-based in thinking, numerous appeals to emotions and experiences. I ended the book thinking, “Is that it?” This isn’t to say that Dawkins failed to provide at least some compelling arguments, but having been trained in critical thinking skills (again, the “how” to think, not simply the “what”), I felt very equipped to engage in theological and philosophical discussions that I once feared.
Regarding the faculty, I think of Professor Bolin, who introduced me to the realities of missions, the importance of loving God (even more than theology), and why learning Greek is an invaluable resource. There’s one line I will never forget from him, which had guided my teaching for over a decade now: “There’s enough in the text!” I don’t think I’ve ever come to a point of message preparation and thought, “OK, so how can I make this message longer?” I think of Professor Welborn, whose outbursts of “Adrian!” still make no sense to me, but I have never forgotten his pastoral heart and his prayerful requests to intercede for family (everyone from my graduating class knows the name, Michael Kranish). I owe my love for Baptist history to Professor Hogan—it did cross my mind to name one of my sons, Balthasar Hubmaier Wiley, but I don’t think my wife would have bought it. Professor Phillips showed me that youth ministry is so much more than what typifies ministry to students. Dr. Hullinger helped me see that employing sound hermeneutics was not only possible, it was crucial. Dr. White helped me become not only a preacher, but also a pastor.
The professors were amazing, but the staff also went above and beyond what would be normally considered part of their line of duty. I remember when very early into my freshman year, the registrar, Greg Moore, invited me to go to UNC-Greensboro with him for an archeology lecture. I probably spent more time in his office talking about history and theology than my upcoming course load. Walking into the business office wasn’t just “business,” but was filled with godly men and women who hardly made any money, but were responsible for quite a bit of it. My wife and I became friends with the cafeteria director, whose family also attended our church. These are just some of the many examples.
The word “discipleship” has seemingly become a buzzword at times today. I didn’t hear the word used quite as much back then, but if there’s a term to describe how the faculty and staff treated me, I think “discipleship” is an apt description.
After graduating from Bible college, I finished up with a master’s degree while working as a youth pastor about 40 minutes away from the school. Most Bible college students graduate and then move away. And before long, I also ended up finding another place to call home. From time to time, I run into fellow Piedmont students at ministry conferences, which is always an encouragement. God blessed me with two incredible roommates for the two years I lived on campus in the dorms. My first roommate was Josiah, who was a bit older than me, having served in the military right out of high school. Although there was a difference in age, we got along just fine. His sense of humor and inclinations to prank other rooms may have caused me unintended repercussions involving a spoiled milk jug hidden and taped underneath my bed, but I couldn’t have asked for a better roommate, who displayed a humility uncommon among Bible college underclassmen. When Josiah moved off campus during my sophomore year, I ended up rooming with Nathan. I don’t think you can find a person who thought as deeply and carefully about music as he did (certainly not a college student). No doubt, God used Nathan in my life to help me think more critically about music and worship for the local church. As he did with many others, like Matt, who was my best man in my wedding, Micah, who was my sophomore year RA and now missionary overseas, Justin, who introduced a new world of guitar chords; the list goes on and on (I’m sorry I couldn’t list everyone by name!).
And really, the thing that is so sobering and humbling to me today is to consider how I’ve been privileged to be part of a group that has gone on to post-graduation life and serve in full-time Christian ministry. Having now been working in pastoral and Christian education ministry for over 10 years, I do understand some of the challenges of ministry life. There isn’t a way to quantify ministry challenges, in my view, as there’s a strong element of spiritual warfare involved. When I see many of my former classmates serving in full-time ministry (or simply as faithful church members), it’s an encouragement to me to keep going on my end.
The final reason I can say that I had the best Bible college experience is that it led me to my wife. Now, I’ve heard all the jokes–Bible college is basically “bridal college,” etc., etc. But when you think about it, when someone senses a call to ministry, it’s extremely difficult to find a spouse who would be on board with such a lifestyle. And while not everyone attending Bible college is called to Christian ministry, many indeed are. I met my wife Cindy the first weekend at Bible college (ironically, at the local mall at first). My first thoughts were that she was way out of my league, but then the Lord brought us together through things like a Sadie Hawkins event, Old Testament Survey, and (probably most significantly) through our local church in Winston-Salem. We discovered that we not only shared a desire to serve God in Christian ministry, but we also shared similar values and convictions. For me, while the educational and social experiences at Bible college were as good as I could have hoped for, meeting and then marrying my wife is something that cannot be measured in earthly value.
So, does that mean if someone goes to Bible college, he or she will have identical experiences as me and come away with deep gratitude for those 4 years of higher education? No, of course not. Sadly, some have had rather poor experiences at Bible college for one reason or another. But I simply wanted to share these reminiscent musings for a couple reasons: (1) I wanted to give a word of thanks to those who helped shape me into the person I’ve become as a result of my Bible college experience. (2) I hoped to give a word of encouragement to those who are considering Bible college. It was absolutely the right decision for me. I knew God wanted me there–He provided all the finances to attend and complete the degree, He closed certain doors and opened others, He provided much peace and joy as I made the decision to attend and finish the degree. For me, my Bible college experience was so much more than getting a piece of paper called a diploma; it was a pivotal time that shaped my life for the better. At least in my own opinion, I had the best Bible college experience.