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May and McCain had seen the “other three” around the Centre but had never spoken with them and labeled them, “the cool kids”, since it seemed as though they kept to themselves and it would be hard to break into their friendship circle. As the Father would have it, the second encounter with them played May on the embarrassed end and the brothers on the amused. Nervous about the predestined conversation, May felt there was no time like the present and mustered up enough courage through her shyness to walk over to the table to greet the brothers. Figuring wit was the best way to strike up the conversation, May greeted them with a cheery, “Hello, Nebraska boys,” confusing the Meadowlark state with Arkansas. The brothers laughed as May felt awkward, not realizing the blunder. May was relieved to see McCain walking her way and thankful the moment did not last long as morning session was about to begin. She had become accustomed to the Father forever allowing her to completely humiliate herself and that is precisely what she did.

May found she despised the initial minutes of ineptness in these kinds of socially dire moments. She had never been the most graceful of people but she learned to laugh at her maladroit moments. She also found these situations kept her pride at bay and helped shape her into a more humble woman. Little did she know the following weeks would mold her into a more humble person then she wanted to become. To say May disliked beginnings would be a substantial understatement. May would later learn how futile her preconceived notions of “the three” had been and how her thinking reflected a heart filled with insecurities that blared in new situations.

The first couple weeks at The Centre were harsh for Red. She felt worn down and sick from the many changes that had taken place. There was a change in the plan and her partner for the trip abruptly went home. Her partner handled leaving so well that it reminded Red and others of His Sovereignty. Throughout the next two years The Clan would learn that He does not twist anything, He is straight and always has been straight and His plan is perfect. They would see that as mere mortals, they view changes to their plans as “twists” in His plan. They would learn to trust The Father’s plan that does not change but stays constant. They would recognize the egocentrism behind the thought that The Father throws a twist into their plan and lean on His promises for trusting in His plan. Regardless of the twists, they would see His beauty in the curvature of their plans.