At my 50th Birthday party, Ken read the most moving tribute to me in front of a room packed with my dearest friends. At the end of the tribute, Ken invited me to dance with him to the song, “Unforgettable.” No words adequate to express the impact of that moment except to shout at the end of our dance… “Ken, you have written the perfect Eulogy for my Relocation to Heaven celebration someday!” Sixteen years later, one of the greatest Pauline scholars in the world, hand-wrote a tribute to me in front of his newest book, “Paul Behaving Badly by Dr, E. Randolph Richards. I once again shouted…this needs to be read at my “Relocation to Heaven Celebration before Ken reads his tribute to me.” Now don’t think I am morbid, I just know that I am on a limited day pass and I know that my Relocation Celebration may come sooner than one would think and I want these two tributes read for God’s glory.
Here is a copy of what Dr. Richards wrote to me-I have not been able to read it without crying.
For Jackie,
You are a true Bible teacher. When most people look at the Bible,
They see a valley of dry bones.
You bring it to life. You make the blind see
And the deaf hear.
You teach the rich that they are poor and the poor that they are rich.
From the treasury of Scripture,
You pull out life, love and forgiveness.
You are a true teacher
And I’m proud
You are my friend.
Grace and Peace,
Dr. Randy Richards
Ken and I describe Dr. Richards as a late life gift to our souls. We get to attend his Bible class each Sunday morning and we leave wanting to know the Bible even more deeply and intimately.








encouraging couples who want to have a marriage that lasts longer than a breath-mint!
wisdom. When it was put ‘back in context’ I realized that in trials and suffering God will generously supply the wisdom to maneuver in these storms as well as be my comforter (II Cor. 1:3). God gives such insight and clarity when we seek Him in our trials rather than scramble for the available comfort and anesthetizing items of life (food, techno entertainment, hobbies, mall therapy, etc.). In your trials this year, did you find yourself seeking God’s wisdom to behave yourself in the testing of your faith? Just wondering…
daily time in God’s Word. Throughout the conference, we would speak several more times and I shared about different study methods and commentaries that I have used to become a student of the Word. When I left that conference, I went home and placed this couples name on my prayer Rolodex that I pray through on days of fasting. So for more than a decade I have prayed for this young couple who I never saw again. Then I hear what God is doing in his life not only in this church in Charlotte but all over the world. I jumped up and went to get the index card from my Rolodex with the pastor’s name on it. We were all wowed by the reality of holy sweat in prayer!
needed to go to Celebrate Recovery. And she was serious! I thought she was crazy. Surely she grossly misunderstood my situation. After all, I’m not an addict. I couldn’t possibly need recovery. I ignored her suggestion and continued the insanity cycle-doing the same thing over and over, expecting different results. I had been doing it for a long time: masking pain, coping with the shame of my past in unhealthy ways and trying to survive a sexually dysfunctional marriage. It wasn’t working. On the outside, people saw the polished Christina-supermom to four little kids, entrepreneur, godly wife and leader. But they didn’t see what was silently killing me. My marriage felt helpless and hopeless, and the shame of my past decisions was crippling me spiritually and emotionally. I couldn’t forgive myself or get over some of the baggage I was carrying. Desperate and not knowing where to turn, I soon realized I could no longer carry it on my own. But where could I turn? Who do I share these embarrassing issues with? Church? If we’re honest, most churches seem more like a place to parade our spiritual resumes than to declare our weaknesses. Most churches maybe. But not all churches. Within five minutes of my first visit to Celebrate Recovery at The Rock, ministry leader Ray Hutchison’s voice boomed through the microphone, “This is a safe place. You can take your masks off here. We’re all messed up, every single one of us.” I sat there, a bit stunned; church had never felt like a safe place.
I tell you this, Jackie, because a mom told me today that a group of girls who are friends with him and who are studying your book “Waiting for Your Prince” got together Tuesday and, in the midst of their own grief, wrote cards of encouragement to the tutors (moms who teach home school classes) who had him in their classes and to other kids in those classes. The mom said, “You know they thought to do this because of the book!” And I said, “Do you know that is about the MOST Jackie Kendall thing someone could do? Jackie is the Queen of the encouraging card! So there’s nothing more honoring to her teaching than their inclination to do that!” (One of those girls was Kelsey McLernon whom you acknowledge as our tween consultant on the book project, “Waiting for Your Prince”). In the midst of this extraordinary time–not least walking all these kids through this tragedy–this is another shining example of the Love of Jesus being spread as a result of your faithful teaching & wisdom Jacqueline Kendall”. (Ruthie)
Recently Ken and I went to Walgreens the moment it opened in hopes of beating the rush at the pharmacy. We were thrilled to see our favorite pharmacist Amaka who was behind the counter. She was equally excited to see Ken and me. She has been fighting cancer and we have been praying for her. Her manner is always so loving and full of faith in God, never complaining about her struggle with cancer. Early this particular morning we noticed that she looked very thin and we both in concern whispered, “Is your treatment causing you to lose so much weight?” She motioned for us to come to a separate window and she leaned into us and whispered, “My 19 year old son just died.” We were so stunned that tears began to flow from all our eyes. Ken and I both grabbed her hands and started praying over her that moment. Because we came so early, no one was waiting in line, so we could comfort our sweet sister in Jesus right there in Walgreens pharmacy!