President - Rick Holaday
Rick Holaday met Patty in the summer of 1972 just before he started high school and they became great friends, remaining friends throughout high school, when life took them on different paths. A few years later those paths were led back together and it became clear that the two paths would become one. At that time, neither of us knew it would be the narrow path, but, Praise God, He did.
Rick always was a cowboy, working as a buckaroo in Nevada, California and Oregon. Then, he started training cutting horses with several trainers in California and Oregon. In June of 1994, he became a Christian Cowboy when he gave his life to the Lord at a camp meeting he attended with David Simmons. Rick thought a camp meeting was a bunch of cowboys getting together, but God knew this was a way to draw Rick to Him. Within a year, the whole family was attending church and was baptized on Easter Sunday. Traveling with several mature Christians, David and Kathleen Simmons among them, we and our kids were soon on the road going to rodeos, ropings, and any other events we could get to, sharing the Gospel in Cowboy Church services or just by talking to everyone we could. Traveling together 10 hours, through the night, to hold church before a rodeo then 10 hours home gave us the opportunity to be well discipled. Rick now holds Cowboy Church services at the west coast ropings, along with guest speaking and teaching at local events and churches. Schooled through Rhema, we were honored to be ordained at Cowboy Church Ministries in Weatherford, Texas.
Pastor Toby Abbott has been an ordained minister since February 2003
I have actually known the Lord since I was 8 years old. I can't remember a time that I did not know the Lord. But when I turned 31, I found myself in a downward spiral. I was living in a little ol' cowboy shack in Dalhart, Texas. I was an all-popular "XIT Rodeo Director" living the big life, or so I thought. I was running with the ladies, drinking till dawn and going to rodeos week after week. My life was spinning out of control, until one night in the middle of my living room floor, I found myself on my knees. At this point I was lonely, tired, and scared of what I had become. Ya see, I had backslidden. I knew that God had called me several years before, but I ran because I was not "one of those preachers." After I was through running, I found myself on my knees; and, at that point, what God had for me was much better than what I had created of my own free will.
That confession started a chain reaction in my life that would take me where I never thought possible. God's grace took me to a new level of understanding of His love for me and what I can do for Him. Now I preach and teach the Word of God anywhere I can find souls to listen. I train horses; and, well, sometimes they train me. But everything I do is set on changing folks just like I used to be, and telling them about the love of Jesus, our Wonderful Lord and Savior. From where I was to where I am now, God has followed me each step of the way. I try to do the same with the people I minister to. It took me a while to knock off that ol' pride and get a few knocks on the head. But, years later, I'm pretty well on my way. I'm preaching and teaching the Word of Jesus "cowboy style" to folks just like I was years ago. Tellin' them all about how good Jesus is and sure loving the Lord and all He has done for me.