with Teresa Brown
This is the beginning. Three. Armed only with a specific Word from God, a Bible in hand, and a prayer that said: Anything you want us to do, we will do it! BIRDIE –
The day the phone rang was like having a giant bowl of popcorn and tripping on the way to the couch and everything in the bowl just got tossed into the air.
Something happened that year. I don’t mean a specific “event” or issue. Our spirit was troubled. Something wasn’t right.
It was like a homesick feeling. The feeling you get when you want to stay somewhere forever but you know it’s time to go.
I remember standing in the house and making this statement to Birdie: “By the time we are forty years old, NarroWay will be something.” I don’t remember what we were discussing or why I said it.
I felt a whole lot like Jacob in Genesis 32:24-26. The Bible recounts the story where Jacob wrestled with the Lord. The struggle was difficult and long but Jacob would not let go until God blessed him.
When God has had you long, long, long on the potter’s wheel - shaping, pressing, forming, pushing, spinning - making you into the vessel he needs. There is a struggle when it is time to pry that damp, vulnerable clay off the wheel.
We shared an office. On the morning of April 24, 1996 we had prayed out loud for some reason.
I was at my desk at one end of the office. Rebecca was on the opposite side. I prayed first.
I remember nothing about the prayers except what I declared in my last sentence:
“God, no church is in control of our destiny.
No man (as in human being) is in control of our destiny.
YOU are in control of our destiny and we commit to do whatever you want us to do.”
And the phone rang.