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Meet Dennis Stanley

    Our lives of service can have a tremendous impact on the world around us. It is the good news of Jesus Christ that we want to share every week with the people that come to OBC. You never know when someone is going to be open to receiving Jesus’ love and accepting Him as their savior. There are many things that need to be done to facilitate God’s work through our Sunday service. It helps to have things go as smoothly as possible and many people work behind the scenes to make that happen. Most of the “behind the scenes” people like to stay behind the scene.Dennis Stanley is one of these “behind the scenes” people. Dennis drives 35 minutes one way each Sunday to come and help with the sound system and the staging of the service. He comes all this distance also because he loves Jim’s easy to understand and honest Bible teaching and because he desires to give back a little to the Lord for all the Lord has done for him personally. Dennis also now serves as one of our elders. The following is Dennis' story.

    I am originally from California, born in the Los Angeles area.  From an early age I had a love of many different sports. I excelled particularly well at football and baseball. I attended Banning High School in Wilmington, California. Because of physical appearances, I was often times overlooked for high school sports.

    In 1973, my family and I moved back to Bud, West Virginia, I moved back before my parents so that I would be eligible to play sports on the high school team. To this day I hold some records for football and baseball. I graduated from Herndon High School in 1974.

    Following high school, I worked in the tobacco farms in Connecticut for a couple of summers. I also was employed at a grocery store in Mullens, WV. Over the early years that I had moved back to West Virginia, my Uncle Lewis became a sort of mentor to me, taking me under his wing, so to speak.

    In fact it was because of my Uncle Lewis that I was able to meet my wife. At his wedding, I was the best man, and Cindy, my wife, was the maid of honor in the ceremony. Leading up to the wedding Cindy and I corresponded through weekly letters and the occasional phone call. When she traveled to West Virginia for the wedding, we met for the first time, three days later, we were engaged to be married, much to her father’s dismay. He was a commander in the Coast Guard, stationed in Washington D.C., and that is where I traveled to meet and discuss my intentions with him. (This is the shortened version of this story, I could go on for days about this). Her father told me that if we could stay apart for an entire year and maintain our initial level of infatuation, that he would fully support our relationship. So in June of 1977 we were married, as per her father’s wishes, in Tacoma, Washington. We subsequently moved back to Princeton, WV.   

    Jason, our first son, was born in 1979, ten short months later, we packed our belongings and moved to Allyn, WA. The home that we moved to was given to us from my father-in-law. It was a converted Army barrack structure. It was a small home, but during those early years of marriage it helped us grow together. My brother-in-law, Richard Hull, began to teach me the trade of auto-body repair and painting. Joseph, our second son, was born in 1981, three years later our daughter Katie was born and the world has never been as quiet since. The house needed to grow, so I took on the task of expanding it, I am not a trained carpenter, but our home did what was needed, it provided shelter and a place for our family to grow.

    I coached all of my children in different sports throughout their adolescent years. I felt it was important for them to know that I had such a vested role in their lives. It was through the coaching and close bonds that I developed with my children, that I believe I was able to pass my moral compass down to them, and give them the foundation to build their families. I think that I have done a pretty good job, I now have three wonderful adult children, who are all successful in their respective fields, and my current grandchild count is three, with one more on the way.

    We raised our children based largely on Christian ideals, yet our children often times did not adhere to a structured church schedule. I had always considered myself a Christian, but when I met Jim Rider through Bible studies, is when I fully believed what Jesus had done for me and I became a Christian and then later Jim baptized me.

    When I look at my life over all of the years that I can remember, I know in my heart that the Lord has been there walking by my side throughout the entire journey.