News traveled fast through the Gatz network regarding Dr Fink's home going with two nieces on campus. I have powerful memories of the Finks and that might seem odd for someone who never had either one in a college class in his time at Liberty. It is memory of kindness and consistency.
Kindness in that they willingly opened their home to their future son-in-law and his college buddies when the whole Fink brood was still living at home. I haven't ridden a horse since once of those excursions to the farm. I laugh thinking of Jesse trying to drive their Chevy Chevette as if it was his powerful Dodge. That kindness has extended through the years with the annual Christmas letter and a dinner engagement twenty-some years later when bringing a daughter to Liberty's CFAW.
It was at that dinner where Dr. Fink's consistency shown through. He showed me years earlier that he just wasn't a university professor, but one who shepherded in his community. Memories of the small PCA church in Madison Heights connected with bible teaching work outside Liberty connected with my niece's telling of her recent experience in his inductive bible study class. These all speak to a legacy of consistency - believing the word of God was true, meant to be understood and applied and to be taught while he had breath. For me, though he was a Navy man, he "died with his boots" on in the service of the kingdom.
May God's grace continue to pour over Mrs Fink (our favorite, "Mary, a fink!"), Jesse, Anne and the rest of the family. Y'all have been very productive.