C. Pat Lanyon
The initial stands for "Charles," but since I was never called by
that name while growing up; I now use the initial. My real middle name is
"Patrick," but, again, I was not consistently called that either.
I was born in Denver, CO in December, 1952, and resided there until my third
year of college. Beginning that year, 1973, I transferred from the University of
Colorado to Bob Jones University, in Greenville, SC.
This was the result of a summer 1972 decision to be sure of my salvation by
calling on the Lord to save me (Romans 10:13). It was also the result of
spiritual growth following my decision on Easter Sunday, 1973, to be
Following my three-and-one-half years at BJU, I decided to attend a semester
of graduate school at Tennessee Temple, where my brother was a student in the
University there. I spent some 6 years there getting an English Bible Bachelor
of Divinity degree. There I met the man who is now my Pastor, Bim Rowley. As
fellow students we came to know each other, and when he announced intentions to
come to East Hartford for church planting, I was interested.
I was raised in an "independent, fundamental Baptist church," but
as I grew up I observed all churches and religions change. As I studied the
Bible about life I realized that it is a most amazing Book. Most amazing of all
was the fact that although men retranslate it, the truths in it are literally
unchanging! I have therefore decided to base what I believe about religion and
spiritual knowledge on it alone.
When I moved to East Hartford on August 26, 1983, I came to serve the Living
God first, and second, to attend and assist, in any way I could, Truth
Baptist Church. While at school I worked part time doing janitorial work,
something I had always loved to do. In Connecticut I was able to get a floor
maintenance job at a Windsor nursing home. After about two years, I tried some
other types of work, only to find out that my real vocational interest is in
cleaning. At the same time I got a job at what was then Combustion Engineering.
God strongly encouraged me through friends to try starting my own cleaning
business part time.
Preparing for a Business, 1984-1985
My business became a reality in October, 1986. But months of preparation
from God worked into that. I had begun working at the Kimberly Hall Nursing
Care Center shortly after moving to CT in 1983. After the nursing home
underwent a sale and a new administration, I saw the writing on the wall
that big change was coming, but did not resign until I was asked to 'set up'
for a newly instituted happy hour in which I was told the resident
were going to be served wine. I did not have a job when I made this choice,
but believed God would provide.
This began an employment struggle for me of many months duration, and I
worked for several offices, concluding in a church member's business where I
saw the insides of running one's own business. Still doubtful I could be a
success as a businessman, I found a 'job shopper' organization who found a
job at then Combustion Engineering in Windsor, CT. I was happy
about this since another church member who lived less than a mile from me
also worked there. This was the third week of October 1986. Wednesday I
began my first day there. That evening TBC services were held at Pastor
Rowley's home then on Fuller Avenue. I remember announcing that night I had
chosen to begin a business to be named GLORY Cleaning Service, as well as
getting the job at Combustion.
The next day, inclement weather set in for Windsor, CT, and on the drive
home on sleet coated streets, in my "Bobcat" car, I was involved in a
head-on collision on Broad Street, and wearing my seat belt saved me from
serious injury that evening. My head hit the steering wheel braking my
glasses and cutting a half circle around my right eye. At the hospital after
24 stitches, I was shocked to be sent home, but still thankful the injuries
were so slight. Psalm 34:7 had again brought dramatic meaning to me.
That night I called my pastor and asked him what I should do. Shock from such
an accident is plenty of excuse to stay home and recover. But this would be my
third day on a new job. But how to get there? My church member friend,
Mr. Radziewicz, would, of course, gladly take me. But my job was retrieving
mechanical drawings for engineers in a power plant design company serving dozens
of draftsmen. How humiliating. But God's message was very clear to me. "Do
right till the stars fall"--Bob Jones Sr.
Needless to say, the next day was embarassing, but much later I began
wondering if that wasn't one of the reasons Combustion Engineering
months later offered to buy me from the agency sending me there. What was
more amazing was to hear that the company had a current policy of no new
employees due to a hiring freeze. They did hire me, and though the
wage of $6.00/hr was not high, the health insurance benefit added to me was
significant, and something I took away from that job that providentially
gave us free ultrasounds during Christine's pregnancy with David.
I began advertising to take on small offices at night to clean while
working at CE. One of my first accounts was an insurance company in Windsor
who insured the mini-van that I ran into for my accident! I also received
very encouraging help from Mr. Dave Crane, another Christian from a West
Hartford church who owned his own business there. He equipped me with some
equipment I still use!
Though I heard that most businesses do not last more than 2 or 3 years, the
Lord helped me to stay in business. By October, 1987, I believed He would help
me if I went full time. The day I did was marked by the Stock Market crash. I
realized that God is able to help in any circumstances if a man's heart is
humble toward Him. In 8 weeks I added eight accounts, and the last account was
big enough to give me 4 hours/night for 5 nights each week.
In February, 1988, I had heard that a lady I had been writing to sharing
ministry news with was going to have to change her mission field. So I
thought, wow, this is my chance to invite her during this change to visit
this exceptional church I was attending before she went another place. So I
composed a letter on a sad occasion that month: Mr. Radziewicz's family had
just welcomed a 3rd child into their family. Unfortunately God had other
plans for their son, Daniel. He was born with natal issues and a couple
weeks after birth, God took the child home. I shared this news in the same
letter that I invited her to come. Amazingly enough, she accepted, though at
first she preferred I come to the BIMI Mission's Conference. That I could
not do, for as yet, I had no employees.
Marriage in the Works!
In order for
anything like this to happen, I would need the help of employees. I took the
steps necessary to begin legally employing people, though I felt very
inexperienced. But, though I would love to have gone to the conference, God's
will was other-wise, I soon began securing all the paperwork necessary to have
The next few months actually did develop into a courtship. Miss Christine
Wise, a fifteen year veteran missionary school teacher in the Bahamas, and Turks
& Caicos Islands, was willing to come to Connecticut. She arrived June 30,
1988, shivering from the cool air that day. It was a cool brought down from
Canada that refreshes New Englander's already hot from June's summer heat. Now
for Christine, though inside she was very warm, this New England Air--even in
late June-- was a cold she really has never adapted. I was a bit anxious as she
embarked from the plane. I had never physically dated her; I only knew her
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