Check out this photo from 1993:

That’s (left to right) Spencer Perkins, myself, Phil Schaafsma and John Perkins. We are in our booth at the Promise Keepers conference in 1993. That event was the first time PK filled a stadium – 50,000 men at the Boulder stadium at the University of Colorado. Phil and I drove home all night from the event, a 24 hour trip from Denver thru Vail, Utah, Death Valley and then home. Our rental car broke down in the middle of the day near Death Valley in July – how hot was that? John Perkins spoke at a “breakout” session of 6,000 men in the basketball stadium. Quite unannounced he pulled me up onto the stage with him and had me speak for five minutes after him. Changed my life. Forever. In a good way. Now, whenever I get the chance, I do likewise to emerging leaders. See, when you surprise people like that they have less time to fret and fear the end of the world. And when it’s over they realize that they got themselves all worked up for nothing. Anyway – I miss Spencer. We worked on Urban Family magazine together. He and Chris Rice were always threatening to write a cover story for the New Yorker and print it in our humble national urban magazine. It was left to me as the managing editor to focus people on deadlines, which I did over AOL chat on a 2400 baud modem (it was 1993, people!) Good times.
What a great reminder of how what could seem a small step of endorsing someone can have such an impact. Rudy, I got to hear you speak at Harambee not long after that, maybe 1995 or ’97. So glad that the Perkins have been putting you on the spot for so long.