The early days of men’s ministry By Larry Malone
In the summer of 1997, I was living in Atlanta, and I was involved in men’s ministry at Mt. Bethel UMC in Marietta. Some UM Men friends told me about an open position in men’s ministry for the newly forming General Commission on UM Men. The Rev. Joe Harris had been hired as the first general secretary, and he was preparing to meet with his first slate of candidates who had applied for the director of men’s ministry position. I called the office on a Monday morning. Joe answered. He advised me that applicants had already been pre-screened and were to be interviewed the following weekend. We continued connecting for the next hour. Both of us agreed it was too bad that I was too late to be considered for the post.
A late entry After I hung the phone up, I got a call back from Joe’s secretary. She got my number by hitting re-dial on Joe’s line. “Dr. Harris would like you to be a finalist and come to Nashville next weekend for an interview.” Somewhat embarrassed she asked, “Could you please give me your name and address?” She also asked for “some information about your background.”
Larry Malone, president of the World Federation of Methodist and Uniting Church Men (later called Wesley Men), speaks to the 2011 World Methodist Conference in Durban, South Africa.
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I was the late addition to a slate of six laymen and six clergymen. The first day we each interviewed privately with Joe and I really connected with him. The next day I was the 13th candidate to be interviewed by a tired personnel committee. They looked skeptically over the top of their glasses with a stare that asked, “Who are You?”
Unqualified I declared myself to be unqualified for most of the position requirements, and I asked for time to speak about what I knew about men, and the spiritual condition of many church men’s hearts and soul. Time stood still. I don’t recall much of what I said. The Holy Spirit was alive in the room and at least three times the men and I were moved with compassion for God’s men. After I left, none of the committee members thought I met the job specifications, yet they believed I was the right man for the job.
I was hired. The position was a gift from God to be used with trust in His leadership.
