Some of you know that when I was in Liverpool in 2002 a lady with learning disabilities asked my name; the name I really disliked as a child. When I said, “Warner” she laughed hysterically. When I then said “Pidgeon” she could barely breathe! After the laughter she said, “I like your name” and I cried. God used her to heal me from the emotional hurt I had suffered as a child as a result of my name. You see, it was not about what she could do for God. It was all about what God could do through her.