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Showers of Blessing
by John Howard Sanden
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the first place, I was blessed with a wonderful Christian family.
My father was a minister (Presbyterian) and an evangelist. My mother
taught Sunday School and elementary school. We of course went to church
every Sunday. But, much more than that, we were all actively and deeply
involved in Christian activities.
I was a high achiever in high school straight A's, President
of the Student Council, Valedictorian, Most Likely to Succeed. Graduating
from Minneapolis Central High School at sixteen, I entered the Minneapolis
School of Art, zealous to make my mark in the great world of art.
During my high school and art school years, I never relaxed my involvement
with Christian activities, but a mood of skepticism found its way
into my innermost thoughts. To my father's great dismay, I left the
small evangelical churches which had been my only experience, and
joined a big, downtown (liberal) church. I loved the stained glass,
the magnificent architecture, the glorious music, and the absence
of personal demands.
In the Billy Graham art
department, 1960.
Photo by Russ Busby
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By my twenty-fifth year, I had married and became an art director
for the Billy Graham Evangelistic Association — a position I held
for nine years. The involvement with the Graham organization was thrilling.
I designed book covers and album jackets. I did illustrations for
the monthly magazine and painted storyboards for the film ministry.
I flew regularly to Hollywood to work on the sets of the Billy Graham
films and to paint advertising posters. The men and women I worked
with were powerful Christian witnesses. But, inside, I was drifting
further and further away. I neglected prayer and Bible reading. I
was uninvolved in the spiritual disciplines.
In 1969 — at the age of 34 — I made the most momentous decision of
my life. I decided to leave the Graham organization and the associations
of a lifetime, and move to New York City.
I tore myself away from Billy Graham (enormously difficult), sold
my house in suburban Minneapolis, and set out (with Priscilla, my
wife of ten years) for an unknown world.
The first year in New York was tumultuous. The Lord poured out blessings
upon me in incredible measure. He led me out of my focus on illustration
art, and opened up to me the vast and exciting world of portrait painting.
Everything came easy. I established a New York studio, won instant
appointment to the rosters of the galleries which specialized in my
new field, and — without any background or qualification — I won a
coveted faculty position at the most famous art school in the world
— the Art Students League of New York. Professional success of an
astonishing magnitude was simply handed to me. But the Lord was preparing
my heart for something truly big.
My daughter Pam was born in 1972, and — when she was a year old —
her mother Priscilla died at age 32. At that point the Lord suddenly
threw open all the doors in my life. First, He gave me a beautiful
second wife and a marvelous mother for Pam. Elizabeth Schneider —
my most talented Art Students League student — became my wife a scant
six months after Priscilla's death.
Then the Lord led both of us to The Book. Our beloved pastor at the
Fifth Avenue Presbyterian Church, Dr. Bryant M. Kirkland, announced
a year-long "Through the Bible" course. We did not miss a lesson in
the 54-week course. The fabulous riches of Scripture lay open before
us. We became excited about the Word of God and the limitless possibilities
that now lay open before us. It was 1980.
The study of the Bible transformed our lives through the power of
Jesus Christ. Our Lord Jesus Christ is now where He should have been
all along — at the very center of our lives. I greet each new day
in a thrill of expectation of walking through the day with the Lord
at my side.
John Howard Sanden
New York, New York
July, 2000 |
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