H. Gordon Weekley, Jr., was meant to be a Baptist minister. Compassionate, hardworking, endlessly attentive to the needs of his congregation, and holding with them a vision of building a great church, Gordon drove himself to the edge of exhaustion. It was 1958: Gordon told his doctor he was "feeling Jittery," and asked for help. The doctor gave him a prescription -- two in fact, one to give him energy, the second to help him sleep. This began an eighteen -year downward spiral for this gentle, driven preacher of the Gospel, on fire to serve God and his fellow man. The drugs became his reward...
H. Gordon Weekley, Jr., was meant to be a Baptist minister. Compassionate, hardworking, endlessly attentive to the needs of his congregation, and hold...