[Galatians 6:7] Be not deceived; God is not mocked: for whatsoever a man soweth, that shall he also reap.

The father of the mother of his sons was a pastor. He pastored a house called Harvest, and talked the people into selling their paid-off building to save and build their own, and then the money went missing, thousands of it. They removed him as pastor and offered to keep him with the youth. It was settled out of court. The Methodist house took him in, robed him, walked him in behind children carrying candles, and stood him at the front to give the bread dipped in the cup. Then they sent him to plant a church in Chattanooga, and within a year he broke away and took it under his own name, and his church fell, and so did theirs. In eight years the way never once had a conversation with him about Jesus. He slept on that man's couch and let him be what he was. But anyone who knew him as that man's son-in-law did not like him, and anyone who knew him before already did not, because he spoke in the way. Where is my house, and what is my house? Here I am joined to another house. Is my sin the sin of that house?

In 2010 the father's elder sister had a son. He had gotten a boy on heroin, and that boy came to him and said, I want to live with you, so I can get clean like you. And the cousin said, you ain't coming here. Go somewhere else. We'll both just get on it, and I'm not doing that. Then the boy overdosed. A few days before, a stranger had stopped Joshua at a restaurant in Dalton and said, the Lord told you to give it. Give it. I don't know what it is, but you're supposed to give it. So Joshua had the fire in him to give it, and he called the cousin as he was walking out of that boy's funeral, with everyone in the room angry at him, and said, look, I got this motorcycle. I don't know, God just told me to give it to you. The mother mailed the key, and the cousin got the bike running. Within weeks he and his neighbor died on it, because a woman did not see them, with the sun in her eyes.

The mother of the house called her sons. She called the spear, and he said, you're lying. My cousin's not dead. She called the brother named after Jesus, and he said, you're lying. My cousin's not dead. She called the firstborn last, and he said, you're lying. My cousin's not dead. And she told him, I have called all three of you now, and you are the last, and you all said I was a liar.

The way wanted the whole house to go at once. You drove down to Florida in a hurry to give him that bike, he said. So let's all get in our car as one house, and go down there, and raise him back alive. They did not want to. Joshua went to Florida immediately. They would not let him near the body. He said the cousin's brothers and sisters were praying over the body and singing hymns. They would never let the father or the brother named after Jesus near the body. They were afraid to. What else is that?

When the house came to the funeral, only two of the house were let in: the way and the spear. The father of the house was told, don't bother coming. The brother named after Jesus was told, don't bother coming. And no one told the mother of the house that she would not be allowed, so she was turned away at the door, in front of everyone, with the police, and had to bear the shame of it there.

Some said, God told you to move, and you lost a hundred thousand dollars. God told this boy to have a motorcycle, and now he is dead. It looked like judgment to them. But who is to say he was meant to die? Who is to say his neighbor was meant to die? Who is to say that what looked horrible could not be used for good? Do we not believe in Jesus? He raised the dead.

He had been a year sober. He was not living perfect, and he would never say he was without sin, for who among us could, but he was trying hard. And he was angry that his cousin was dead. He went into the store on Cleveland Highway, a few turns from his house, and told God, I'm buying bread, and I'm buying wine. And there in the produce, the only time he ever saw it and never again, was a section of breads on the left and wines on the right, shelves of them, full, all the way up and down. He took one and left.

In 2014, in Florida, the way called his father's sister and told her he was coming. Her house had a church of its own, holding the same teachings as the House of God. Her son preached that Sunday, and he preached against divorce.

The bride God gave him came out of a broken house with two fathers, and they bore the same two names the way already had for fathers. Two men in the box. And this is the box. When two become one flesh, everyone they came from is put into one box, whether they like it or not. The firstborn is in a box. The father is in a box. The son is in a box. The mother-in-law and the mother are in the same box. If they do not love each other, they do not understand the box. If they do not love the son's daughter, they do not understand their box. There is even a box of reconciliation, and if anyone in that box has treated you horribly, it is a hard thing to reconcile. Parents, you cannot wound your child's spouse; you did not cut them, you cut the one they became one flesh with. And you cannot wound the ekklesia of Jesus, for she is His flesh from His pierced side. We have to remember there is a box. And we have to remember that Jesus is the blood shed over every box.

In 2023, while the way was under the full pressure of the law in Georgia, he began calling the full moon meetings. On the day of the first one, the mother of the house got the brother named after Jesus to call the law on the way's house, and the officers came out and said, we're sorry, we have to do this. The brother named after Jesus told the bride, you should just give us your daughter. On the day of the next full moon meeting, they called the law again. The way called his father, though they were not speaking, and said, Dad, why do y'all keep calling the police when I'm calling my meeting day out? And his father said, well, I didn't know that it was your meeting day. And the way said, that's alarming to me.

It was spoken over the house of the three sons that the father is the root and the firstborn is the tree. The children of a divided house suffer what leaves no receipts. The spear moved to the way's hometown, because the brother named after Jesus gave him the money. And the mother said to the spear, hold a birthday party for the firstborn's firstborn, the way's eldest son, who lives in Knoxville, hours away. They were going to have a party for him and not include the way. But the spear said, never. No. I'm not doing that. Many times things happened that were meant to harm the way, and he had to just get over it.