The story of Charles Harris and Ruth Harris is a story of many twists and turns – with each chapter very different but the entire narrative written by God. From early childhood to adulthood, key events in their lives convicted them that there is a merciful Redeemer; and through war, dangerous missions, and inspired initiatives, the couple decided to dedicate their being and talents to serve their loving Savior.

A love story
As a child, Charles lived with his family in the outskirts of Nashville, Tenn. His mother passed away when he just was nine-years old, and his father remarried two and half months later to the woman his late wife had recommended. This was an influential moment in Charles’ life. His stepmom got him into the habit of doing daily personal devotions – a habit he continues until today. Around this time, Charles found his first love in Jesus and was baptized on May 18, 1940.

Two years later, on October 8, 1942, Charles met his second love when Ruth’s family moved to his family’s upstairs apartment. Charles says that, even as a young boy, he immediately fell for her.

“My teacher sat Ruth in front of me, and that was even better,” Charles said. “I did not dare to whisper or to send her notes because I did not want the teacher to separate us.”

In the spring of 1951, during Charles’ junior year of college and shortly after the start of the Korean War, the couple married and started their adventure together. In 1953, Charles was drafted for the war and was stationed in Japan. His experience in the Far East was a preparation for their lives’ next chapter.

A war story
In 1964, Charles and Ruth accepted the call to serve in Saigon, now Ho Chi Minh City, Vietnam. Charles was the business manager for the Saigon Adventist Hospital and the secretary treasurer for the Vietnam Mission. Ruth worked as receptionist, helping Americans who wanted to see English-speaking doctors. This was all amid the Vietnam War.

In February 1965, and just before the big American military buildup, the American Embassy was advising all US citizens to evacuate the country. The family was scared, and Ruth started packing their belonging. But God had other plans and spoke to them, through their translator, who asked: “Why are you leaving us now? Just when we need you the most, that’s when you leave.”

Ruth was touched by this and slowly began to empty their suitcases. She felt God telling her that their mission in Vietnam wasn’t over.

“I realized that the local people were just like us,” Ruth said. “They had the same fears we had, but they could not leave. So, we made the decision to stay regardless of what happened.”

During their time in Vietnam, the Harris faced dangers on multiple occasions, including a night when Charles was shot at and a Sabbath afternoon when their family was out for a walk and came across a squad of North Vietnamese communist soldiers with their AK-47s.

One January evening in 1968, their two children, Charles III and Carolyn, observed the firecrackers going off for Chinese New Year. It was a big celebration, but things quickly took a turn.

“All of a sudden, it didn't sound like firecrackers anymore,” Ruth said. “Carolyn came in our room and said she was afraid because there were some big booms going on. She was on the front of the house. So, we went outside and, sure enough, they were dropping flares and attacking the palace that was about a mile from us.”

That was the beginning of the Tet Offensive in 1968 – one of the largest military campaigns of the Vietnam War. Despite the threats, the Harris remained strong in their faith.

“We started memorizing Psalm 91 as a family and the fear melted away fairly quickly,” Charles said. “We were at ease and stayed longer in Vietnam than any missionary since the 1930s.”

In 1969, The Harris accepted a call to serve in the Youngberg Memorial Adventist Hospital, Singapore, and thus began their next chapter.

A smuggler’s story

While working in Singapore, the family read Brother Andrew’s book “God’s Smuggler,” – a self-biography detailing how the author smuggled Bibles into the Iron Curtain back in the 1950’s. Charles felt God challenging him to do the same.

Thus, on their way to visit family in the United States, the Harris’s decided to return through Moscow, which was then part of the Union of Soviet Socialist Republics (USSR). In their suitcases, even though they knew it was illegal and dangerous, they hid copies of the Bible, the testaments and the book of John and Mark in the Russian language. That Sabbath, they met with fellow believers and shared with them the precious cargo.

“After the church service, we were taken up to a small room just off the balcony where we could talk without being snooped upon by communist plants in the congregation,” Charles said. “At that meeting, we were given a list of 147 books which they wanted to have so they could translate it in their own language.”

The books requested included Spirit of Prophecy, Christian children’s books, and cookbooks. The Harris’s promised to do their best and started raising the money to purchase the materials. The books were mailed from the United State to Singapore; and over the next few years the Harris, along with four other families, smuggled 147 books into the USSR. God oversaw this mission, and no one was ever caught.

A mission story

The Harris family moved back to the United States in 1973, when their son, Charles III, was ready to start college. The couple first worked at the Kentucky-Tennessee Conference (KYTN), then managed three nursing homes in Dalton, Georgia. Finally, in 1981, Charles and Ruth asked to go to Centerville, Tenn., to help run another nursing facility.

Their first Sabbath in the Martin Memorial Church, in Centerville, Tenn., was very nostalgic. This was the same church that Charles and Ruth had attended as children more than 30 years ago. Their parents had been faithful laymen there, and the couple had met many passionate church members who wanted to grow a positive Adventist influence in the Hickman county.

Now, decades later, the church was dwindling. There was no longer a pastor, and the congregation hadn’t met in three months. The church’s bathroom was an outhouse, and there was no running water.

“At that time, we had just finished building our house,” Ruth said. “So, we kind of just looked at each other and thought, ‘You know, it's not right for the Lord not to have at least as good a house as we do.’”

In addition to building a new church building, the Harris also had another ambitious project: establishing a church school. This meant not only additional costs, but that they also had to find a new property.

For years, Charles and Ruth wrote letters to friends and family raising money for the Martin Memorial Church and school. The KYTN Business and Professional Association loaned them $30,000 and the couple was able to raise an additional $193,000 for the property, construction, and furnishing. Finally, in October of 1990, the Martin Memorial Church had a debt-free dedication.

“It will be so thrilling when we get to heaven to be able to tell those early pioneers that their efforts in Hickman County were not in vain,” Charles said.

The Harris still attend the Martin Memorial Church online – which has now more than 100 members. They lead Sabbath school and prayer groups. They are also regular story tellers at the Centerville Christian School, sharing about their mission stories in Vietnam, Singapore, Russia, and the United States.

God’s story

If you visit the Harris’ home in Nashville, you get a small glimpse of the big adventures they once lived. The home is decorated with paintings and keepsakes from around the world. Clippings of newspapers and magazines commemorate important and historic occasions of their mission work. Family pictures celebrate the different chapters throughout their lives – each of them lived with an immense amount of faith.

Looking back at their experiences, the couple says they lived through the greatest stories when they let God take control.

“He has directed so many adventures in our lives with strong evidence that He is there,” Charles said. “Sometimes you talk to people that never seem to know what they ought to do. But for us, we start our morning with God, and He leads the rest of the day.”