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In loving memory of A. Robert (Bob) Jack - A donation from the Dr. Mark Malo and Dr. Richard Glassberg Families. October 2010

In loving memory of A. Robert (Bob) Jack - A donation from the Dr. Mark Malo and Dr. Richard Glassberg Families. October 2010

 

We remember Bob in many ways. He worked in both our practices for many years.  He was a member of the Board of Trustees of the Animal Health Foundation. He was always there for us in times of need. If Bob heard one of us was sick he would call to ask how he could help before we could call him for help. Without asking him he rearranged his schedule when we truly needed his help.  He set an exemplary example for both of us and for our staffs and words can not express our sadness at our loss.

In the 40 years I knew Bob I never heard him say a bad word about anyone and the only time I ever saw him express anger was when someone came in with an abused animal. I'll never forget hearing him tell the owner of an abused cat she had two choices which were to sign the cat over to him or be reported for animal abuse.  He saved the dying cat and she's still with us. She only has three good legs and we call her "Peggy Jack".

Reverend Robert Scott captured the true essence of Bob in his eulogy at Bob's memorial service. We would like to share it with others here on Bob's memorial page.  

 

MEMORIAL SERVICE – DR. BOB JACK

September 29, 2010

Eulogy delivered by Dr. Robert H. Scott, Pastor

Dr. Scott resides in Placerville, CA,    <sem2001rs@aol.com>

Today I’m remembering and reliving, many years of an amazing friendship.  Dr. Bob Jack and his dear Bonnie came into my life some 50 years ago, and for a number of years, I had the joy of being their pastor in First Church of the Nazarene in Santa Ana, California.  But it was much more than a “pastor-parishioner” relationship…they became dear friends, and that friendship has continued to this day. 

The church was at a major moment in its history when they arrived.  For the healthy congregation, facilities and property were outgrown, big time!  New, larger property and facilities were a must!   Dr. Bob and his wonderful companion immediately began to help with that need, investing their time and resources.

After a short while Bob was elected to the Church Leadership Board, and he remained on that board for many years.  He held the office with the highest honor, never officious, nor flashy.  I am not exaggerating when I say that Bob Jack was one of the most gifted, faithful lay persons I had the privilege of knowing in 50 plus years of ministry.

He had a “special spiritual DNA that I believe explained the values and priorities of his life.  It grew from a deliberate choice he had made years before.  When he was a young man, some special Bible verses were given to Bob, and he lived by those words and modeled them.  They are selections from the Wisdom literature of the Old Testament, Proverbs, Chapter 3:

“My child….store my commands in your heart.  If you do this, you will live….and your life will be satisfying.  Never let loyalty and kindness leave you!  Tie them around your neck as a reminder.  Write them deep within your heart.  Then you will find favor with both God and people, and you will earn a good reputation.  Trust in the Lord with all your heart; do not depend on your own understanding.  SeekHis will in all you do, and He will show you which path to take.  Don’t be impressed with your own wisdom.  Instead, fear the Lord and turn away from evil….Honor the Lord with your wealth and with the best part of everything you produce….  Don’t reject the Lord’s discipline, and don’t be upset when he corrects you.  For the Lord corrects those He loves, just as a father corrects a child in whom he delights.  Joyful is the person who finds this wisdom, the one who gains this understanding….”   

I believe such words became the blueprint, THE DNA OF BOB JACK’S LIFE!  For him, God was no afterthought, no secondary recourse, no handicap.  God was not given the “leftover’s” of his time, his money, his energy….  He “sought God’s will in all he did, and God showed him the path of life” to take!

In our church, First Church of the Nazarene, Santa Ana, where Bob and Bonnie settled, over the next 5- year period new property was found, new and commodious buildings were erected and properly furnished, financing was achieved, and, congregational unity and mission were retained.

When the final completion moment arrived, as Pastor with all my various responsibilities, “I” was tired, oh so tired!  I told the Church Leadership Board I just did not have energy to go on.  I felt,  “Maybe now they needed new leadership.”   And I offered them my resignation.

Bob Jack immediately spoke out…. “Pastor, we don’t want your resignation; you are worn out from your leadership of this huge project.  You need the recouping of your strength, vision, energy!”  

Turning to his leadership colleagues, he said, “I make a motion we send our pastor and his wife on a minimum 3-week rest-trip to the Hawaiian Islands…I will volunteer to prepare a complete itinerary for them, and get all the tickets purchased.  The church should pay all their bills, and allow them to come back only when they are physically and emotionally recovered.”  I sat in shock as others affirmed his motion, which subsequently carried unanimously.   It was so typical of the sensitivity and kindness that poured through the life of Bob Jack!  He was like that!  Looking back now, that act of compassion probably saved my ministry in Santa Ana and gave us years of continued growth!    

This “Bob Jack DNA” not only showed itself in church work, but in his professional career where the “clients” were little or big four-legged-furry creatures.  In his Veterinary Profession, he gained credibility for his skills and collegiality.  In the past few days a Veterinary Doctor colleague told Bonnie, “As soon as he has the strength, I want Bob to come help me…I don’t care if he can talk or not….his presence is what’s important…he’s kind to the animals..”  His “DNA” showed kindness there also, as did wisdom and skill, initiative and integrity, humor and reliability.  He would insist that his trust in the guidance and promises of God drew the “blueprint” by which he intentionally lived “wherever” he might be.   Obedience to God, and love and concern for his fellow-man, were the designs of Bob Jack’s life.

After years of being his pastor, I moved 1500 miles away, to a new church assignment with a global responsibility.  Our physical paths became widely separated.  We rarely saw one another.  But friendship with Bob Jack was not controlled by geography.  Last week one of our mutual friends, Mark Wilson, put it well when he said, “It didn’t matter how long you’d be away from Bob; coming back together with him was as if you had never been separated.”  Bob Jack’s friendship was like that. 

In the passing years, Bob and Bonnie developed a special love for scuba diving which took them to a far away place called the “Truk Islands.”  These are a group of volcanic islands in the South Pacific, surrounded by some of the greatest coral reefs in the world.

But Bob and Bonnie wouldn’t go there and, like many, live in a “tourist bubble.”  They connected with the people of those heavenly Coral Reefs whose “world” might have been forever small, except for these two Americans.  Bob and Bonnie made it possible for a young lady of Truk to come to distant San Diego, CA, where she became a student, then a graduate of Point Loma Nazarene University.  And they made possible the education of a young Truk man, who received his education at San Diego State University, returning to become the Government President of the Truk Islands.  To this day, both of these young people call Bob and Bonnie their “parents,” and little children out of their lives call Bob and Bonnie “grandparents.”  How interesting that because of their love and sensitivity to others, Bob and Bonnie, who never had blood children of their own, became “parents” and “grandparents” to lives thousands of miles away whom they would never have otherwise known!

The Truk Islands and their people captured so much of Bob’s love that his ashes here will soon be taken back there and deposited in the Coral Reefs in a final act of Bonnie’s love.

So today we celebrate this life.  Do you crave a stability like Bob Jack’s DNA gave him?  Do you want a home, where there is such a love and peace and purpose?  Do you want to come to the end of your days, and not be afraid?  You can!  The Bible gives us a great truth that Bob Jack has now experienced in all its reality. 

I John 2:17: “This world is fading away, along with things people crave here.  But anyone who does what pleases God will live forever.”

Years ago, Carlo Carretto, one of Catholicism’s great writers expressed a unique metaphor for life and death in a beautiful picture format.  He said, “Think of a little unborn baby, squirming in its mother’s womb, and imagine it hearing that it must now leave that warm, safe, nourished environment.  The baby recoils.  ‘I don’t want to leave here…I’m safe here…I know this place…don’t make me go.’  But the exit is predestined.  Birth moment comes.   The infant leaves its Mother’s womb to be received (ideally!) into competent, loving hands…and suddenly the previously tight world no longer confines…indeed, now there is new expanse….new freedom….new beauty…hands and lives that hold and love and enrich, and give that infant a new and amazingly different world.”  No more hesitation, or fear!

Carlo Carretto said, “Heaven is like that…we recoil because we cannot imagine it now.  But there is so much more that God has prepared for us than the womb of this world…there is an expanded and beautiful Heavenly world… there is a freedom we’ve never imagined and new life to enjoy it, in the most loving and tender of all hands and arms: the hands and arms of a loving God!”

Today, Bonnie, and family, and friends of our dear Bob: your loved one has arrived at this new freedom…..  Is he scuba diving in heaven’s bigger more beautiful waters?  Is he playing with the little animals that God has within his great enclave?  For sure, he is free from larynx and carotid artery cancer! For sure, he is in the loving fellowship with the wonderful Savior whom he knew and followed here! 

And WE WILL JOIN BOB JACK if we embrace the DNA, and prioritize God in our lives as he did!  How true are the words:  “This world is fading away, along with everything that is damagingly craved, but ANYONE WHO PLEASES GOD WILL LIVE FOREVER!”  I John 2:17  

In the late 19th century, a well known British poet named Alfred Lord Tennyson penned lines that spoke beauty and hope for one coming to death’s moment, especially one who loved nature and the sea as Bob Jack loved them.  This poetic expression was titled “CROSSING THE BAR.”  I share these words with you now, in honor of Dr. Bob Jack, who has begun a new journey as pictured in Tennyson’s lines…..                                                        

CROSSING THE BAR

  - Alfred Lord Tennyson

Sunset and evening star,

And one clear call for me!
And may there be no moaning of the bar,
When I put out to sea,
Twilight and evening bell,

And after that the dark!
And may there be no sadness of farewell,
When I embark;

For tho' from out our Bourne of Time and Place
The flood may bear me far,
I KNOW I’LL SEE my Pilot face to face
When I have crost the bar.

                                                                                                                                

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