In our Online Bible Study, we were asked to share a #SayWhat? moment. For my friends, that are not part of the Proverbs 31 OBS, let me tell you what a #SayWhat? moment is. It is one of those times when God tells you to do something and you think Say What? or you ask God are you really asking me to do THAT? It's probably something completely out of your comfort zone, or something you think is impossible for you to do. Let me give you a couple of examples. I've known many missionaries to up and leave their families and what they know, to serve God in a foreign country. I'm sure when God first told them that He wanted them to be missionaries to a far-away land they probably said "Say What?" I also know more than one family who has adopted orphans from China, Russia, and Haiti, after their biological children were almost grown, because God told them to. Now don't you think they probably had some Say What? moments along the way? I image they did, but when it was all said and done, I know for a fact, that the children they adopted have brought them great joy and tremendous blessings they would have never received had they ignored the voice of God. Also there are souls that would not be joining us in heaven had these parents not listened to God's calling! WOW!!!
I could stop right there, but I haven't shared my story...As I was thinking about this, the very first Say What? that came to mind happened almost 30 years ago. I shoved it aside, thinking, "God, that happened so long ago, no one wants to hear about that." Yet every time I thought about this blog, that SayWhat? moment is what came up. So when I sat down to write, and that same story was the ONLY one on my mind I knew it was the one I HAD to tell! So sit back as I get to share, and even reminisce about being a young girl in love! :)
It was May 1984 and I was about to graduate from Putnam City West High School in Oklahoma City, OK. I was as happy as a girl could be! I had been dating Cecil, a young man from my church, since October 3rd, 1981. We were totally in love and planning on getting married the following summer. You see our relationship was so much more than just 2 teenagers in love. We started out as babies in the same church nursery. As I grew up Cecil was always there, at church.
and 1st grade Sunday School|
Class at Hudson Avenue Baptist Church
approximately 1970. Cecil and I
are standing next to each other,
in front of the teachers. I am the only girl
standing and he is to the left of me.
This is a close-up of the same picture.
As you can see Cecil and I
are standing next to each other.
He was in 1st grade. I was in Kindergarten.
So, I graduated High School with plans of attending college right there in town. Actually in Edmond, the very town that Cecil lived and worked in. How perfect could that be? Here was the deal, all my friends had already done the prep work to go the college they wanted to, but I hadn't. What was wrong with me? Well... I was getting to go to England, Ireland, and Scotland in July of '84, I was doing a lot of planning for that...but that wasn't it. There began to be a nagging in my heart that I wasn't supposed to go to the college in Edmond. God was saying, "Angie, I want you to go to IBC (The Independent Baptist College) in Dallas, TX." At first I didn't even Say What? I out right said NO! That is NOT what you're saying! But that voice got a little louder and more persistent until I did, "Say What? God, Surely you are not asking me to move 200 miles away from my family and especially asking me to move 200 miles away from Cecil. To go to some Bible College that has less than 1,000 students to take Bible Classes for a year? Really? God, I can't do that! I can't drive in Dallas! I don't know anybody...ok, I might know one person...but God, my family is going to think I'm crazy when I tell them that YOU want me to do this!" I am telling you ALL of those thoughts went through my head! Satan really had me thinking that my family and Cecil would laugh at me and think I was crazy for doing something that God wanted me to do. I grew up in a Christian home! My momma lead me to Jesus! My daddy was the song leader at church and a great Christian daddy! They understood what it was like for God to ask them to do something and to step out in faith! But Satan can have you thinking crazy things! Honestly, I don't remember when I told them, whether it was before I went to England or after. I'm thinking it must have been before, because I remember having a peaceful trip. But when I told them, all of them, even Cecil they all said " If this is what God wants from you, then you have to do it!" What a burden lifted, to know that my family and my future husband supported me!
I believe it was the 2nd Sunday in August 1984, right after Sunday morning services we headed to Dallas. My mom, dad, younger sister (then about to start her Junior year in HS), my baby brother (then about 23 months old), all got in one car, packed with as much of my stuff as they could carry. The other car on its way to Dallas was a little '79 Nova whose trunk was about to explode and the driver couldn’t see out the back window for all the clothes hanging on the rack across the back seat. But that didn't seem to matter much, because I spent most of the 4 hour drive crying and repeating, "I don't want to do this...but I need to, because this is what God wants me to do. I can't do this...but I have to do what God has called me to do." While Cecil would say "I know honey, It's going to be ok." It was the hardest decision I had ever made! So with great fear, but great confidence in God, we pulled in to the parking lot of the dorms of the Independent Baptist College in Dallas, TX.