2014 June

As a Teacher

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I remember Coach Meyer more for a teacher than a coach because that’s where I got most interaction with him. I was taking a class on Theory of Coaching Basketball in the fall semester of 2004. This was before the accident and record-breaking wins. I still realized I was in the presence of a great man – an inspirational leader. One of his rules was to take notes. I took as many notes as possible, not because it was his rule but simply because I wanted to absorb as much knowledge as possible during his class. He didn’t teach much about basketball even though that was the theme of the class but taught more about how to be a good coach and servant leader.

One very distinct memory was in the middle of his lecture he took out a Bible and said that he wanted to share one of his favorite verses with us. He said, “I realize this is a public state university and not a small private Christian college, but if they fire me for sharing a Bible verse with students, then I’m in the wrong place anyway.” Of course, no one complained or objected to this reading and it became one of my favorite Bible verses. He was lecturing on worrying about things you cannot control and read Matthew 6:24-27: “Therefore I say to you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or what you will drink; nor about your body, what you will put on. Is not life more than food and the body more than clothing? Look at the birds of the air, for they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns; yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they? Which of you by worrying can add one cubit to his stature?” He was telling us not to worry and to have faith in everything that was happening. I will forever remember him as a teacher and a man that did things his way, not because he was stubborn, but because he knew it was the right way.

– Derek

Man of God

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I will never forget the day Don Meyer walked into the nursery at Woodmont Hills church where several women were attending to a group of babies during church services. He came in and sat down in one of the rockers, without saying a word, just a nod to us ladies. We had babies in cribs, toddlers and crawlers. The babies almost immediately started toward Mr. Meyer. He was like a magnet to these babies. He picked up the ones that he could hold on his lap and the others clung to his legs. He caressed and patted each one of them and they played around his feet the remainder of the time.

This has been a long time ago, but I was so taken by this that I have never forgotten how I felt. I knew then that Mr. Meyer was a man of GOD. AND, so did these little babies who had no sin and had just come from GOD. THEY RECOGNIZED THE GOODNESS IN THIS MAN LIKE NO ONE ELSE COULD.

Carmen and family, my sincere condolences go out to you all. God be with you.

– Carolyn Morris, Woodmont Hills member

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Inside Coach Meyer’s Huddle

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I entered Coach Don Meyer’s huddle for the first time in the fall of 1994. The Voice of the Bisons, Jonathan Seamon, gave me the opportunity to be the sideline reporter for the radio broadcasts of Lipscomb basketball games. My main responsibility was summarizing what I had heard in the Bison huddles during timeouts. To say that I was terrified as I peeked through the players on the outside of the huddle was an understatement. Coach was incredibly intense on the court.

In the five years that followed I took on an expanded role at Lipscomb with sports information, marketing, radio and promotions. At the time I didn’t realize that I was in the middle of the most important life training I would ever receive.

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Don Meyer has set a wonderful example of service. Honor his legacy and join in following his example. Consider a gift to one of the organizations at the link below.

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