Brother Bert Tippett passed away last night. He was so many different things to so many different people and he is going to be greatly missed. Heaven gained a wonderful man.
To me…he was a mentor, a friend, a confidant, a God-fearing man, a wonderful, beautiful man who exemplified the life of a strong, faithful Christian. I am going to miss him so much. However, Heaven is rejoicing as he is now up there with them. I am so honored to have known him and can’t wait til the day that I can see him again.
I first met Bert Tippett during my freshman year at FWBBC. He was preaching the Wed night service and I was drawn to his soothing voice and his gentle manner. Later, as I was talking to him, we discovered that we attended the same high school (years apart, of course, lol) and from then on it was a bond that would never break.
One of the most memorable sermons of his was when he spoke from Psalm 139. There is nowhere we can go that God is not already there. We can’t outrun him, we can’t hide from him….He knew us before we were even created! He knows our thoughts before we speak them….We were created with a purpose in mind. And when Mr. Tippett shared this with us….about how we were here for a purpose….I just broke down because I was tired of lying to myself…I had been trying to run from God and not pay attention to what His plans were for me. I had reached a point where I didn’t think I had a purpose. I didn’t think I was good enough, or smart enough, or pretty enough but through Brother Bert’s message, God showed me that I DO have a purpose. I AM here on earth for a reason. He used Brother Bert to remind me of that.
During my sophomore year I was a member of the college choir and we went on tour during spring break. The Tippetts were the “chaperones” i guess you could say. On that trip I got to know them on a more personal level and was so happy to have found such a loving couple to be able to confide in. I was struggling with insecurity and anxiety during that time and they were nothing but kind and supportive, praying with and for me. When school started back up, I had a card with a poem in my mailbox along with some verses on peace.
That’s the kind of person he was and who Mrs. Dianne is still.
I’m going to miss Bro. Bert, that is for sure. But I will see him again one day…you can count on that!