Some of my Spiritual Heroes—who are yours?
I have only one Lord, but many spiritual heroes. I'd love to hear about some of yours. Here are seven of mine.
1) Pastor Charles Spurgeon, who even as a twenty year old spoke with an incredible depth and biblical insight and whose sermons and writings, full of grace and truth (and unsurpassed eloquence), always draw me to Christ. He led his church in building seventeen homes to help care for elderly women, and a large school for hundreds of children. Spurgeon and his church built homes for orphans in London, rescuing them from starvation and vice on the streets.

2) Olympic champion and missionary to China Eric Liddell (Chariots of Fire), whose "rest of the story" was told to me by a woman in England, Margaret Holder, who was a teenager in the Japanese internment camp in China, where Liddell refused to leave the children behind, and ended up dying of a brain tumor in the camp. She spoke of how Liddell kept up the children's morale and held the camp together by his devotion to Christ and his care for the children, who after Liddell's death were dramatically rescued by American paratroopers.

3) Keith Green, whose songs resonated with my soul more than anyone's. I can still hear him pounding on that piano and singing "There is a Redeemer." (Thank you oh my Father, for giving us Your Son, And leaving Your Spirit, till the work on Earth is done.) I remember where I was in 1982, at our church office, where I was a pastor, when I heard that his plane had crashed. Keith was 28 years old, the same age as Nanci and I were. I loved his passion for Christ, and I still listen to his music on my iPod.
5) C. S. Lewis, who not only wrote books that have touched me to the core, but in a spirit of humility and kindness answered letters from those who had nothing to offer him. He gave away the majority of his royalties to the needy. Nanci and I have been to Oxford three times, visiting Lewis's college, chapel, rooms, his house the Kilns, his favorite pubs. We stayed in the hotel where he met Joy Davidman in the dining room, as depicted in the movie Shadowlands, where he was played by Anthony Hopkins. We walked the path, Addison's Walk, where he was helped to come to faith in a conversation with two friends, one of them J. R. R. Tolkien. He died the same day as John F. Kennedy, when I was in third grade, and I didn't know of him until I picked up The Problem of Pain as a new Christian in 1969. Reading Lewis, his fiction or nonfiction, is to me always reading an old friend. In my books, I cite Lewis far more than anyone else besides Scripture. He's even a character in my novel Dominion.
John was my spiritual inspiration for the character Obadiah Abernathy in Dominion. My sports inspiration for the same character was Buck O'Neil of baseball's old Negro Leagues. Well, these are some of the many people whose writings and lives have shaped mine, and to whom I will repeatedly say "Thank you" in the ages to come (always thanking Christ, the Source of all joys, for them). What a pleasure to know I will live forever with the Lord I worship and the people, His servants, I admire.

















