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At the New Hampshire Winni CFO in 1992, Tommy Tyson’s closing message reads Romans 8 on the difference between a child who is an heir and a son who has learned to claim the inheritance, and on joint heirs who each receive the whole undivided estate. Days earlier a camper took the shirt off his back and handed it over after an offhand compliment, which sets up his point that everything belongs to the one who appreciates it most.
Working through Romans 6, Tommy Tyson insists the old self-centered humanity is a corpse to be buried rather than repaired. Every yes to Jesus, he argues at the 1992 New Hampshire Winni CFO, has a back side, a no to provincial thinking and to our own little kingdoms. He illustrates it with a man who watched a shadow cross his fiancee’s face as he put the ring on her finger.
At the 1992 New Hampshire Winni CFO, Tommy Tyson reads Ephesians 2 to campers. God has already raised and seated us with Jesus, he insists, so acceptance is received rather than earned. An Anglican priest friend of his put it this way: “There’s a place on God’s lap that’s just the size of my fanny.”
Tommy Tyson contributes to stunt night by reading out a comic letter from a friend’s mother, then turns serious: we have to learn to break the rhythm of life, or the rhythm will break us. He sets the four friends tearing off a roof to reach Jesus beside Norman Cousins watching Marx Brothers films in a hotel room, and calls tension the place where the rubber hits the road. From the New Hampshire Winni CFO in 1992.
Tommy Tyson moves from the promise of a resurrection body to what he calls the inside job, the hidden hurt God wants to reach. For the 1992 New Hampshire Winni CFO he describes praying over an unborn child at a breakfast counter after the cashier said her husband would not bring the family home if it was not a boy, and a five-year-old labeled hyperactive who fell asleep in his lap while he questioned the mother about her pregnancy.
Tommy Tyson reads Jesus at the Feast of Tabernacles crying out about “rivers of living water,” and works out the physics of it: water runs to the lowest ditch first, never to the rich man’s or the educated man’s, and it takes the shape of whatever vessel receives it. If you really want to yield to the Spirit, he tells the 1992 New Hampshire Winni CFO, get off your high horse.