A few days after that historical Sunday, I nervously wrote to Tim and Lynn. Reluctant to wholly accept the calling God had placed on me and secretly hoping they would shoot it down, Tim called. I paced in my kitchen as he spoke of the previous times they had someone join them for a short period.
“I always learn so much when someone is traveling with us,” he said.
“From the first time I met you,” I began, “I knew God’s power was resting on you in a way I had never personally witnessed. I know that if I come with you and Lynn,” I paused a brief second, still anxious to fully commit, “I want to come under the covering of your ministry and learn from your relationship with God.”
