72 and sunny - can you believe it?

There is an old saying in Texas that “Tennesseans make great Texans.” And so it is that I have made the ancient Lane pilgrimage to the “Lone-Star” state, the place of my birth. We arrived in the great state of Texas, to the warm welcome of Tex-Mex fast food. It was amazing! I would put the Tex-Mex found here in gas stations up against any Mexican restaurant in the world, save Monte Alban of course. We were amazed to see the house that the Lord has blessed us with. We will be staying at the missions home of Hillcrest Baptist Church in Cedar Hill, TX. It has plenty of room and is truly unbelievable. We lived in the camper for the first year of our marriage (shout out to Shawn and Bethany!) then our little apartment in France. Now we live in a 3-bedroom, 3-bathroom house (pictured above). It feels like we are on vacation every day. The house is right next to the church’s building. Sunday we had a wonderful time worshiping with the folks at Hillcrest. It is a great place and we truly appreciate the people there. The campus of Dallas Baptist University is stunningly beautiful. This is where we will be studying for the next year and a half. We just finished our first week of class and Maridith and I are very excited to see all that God has waiting for us during our time in Dallas. It is amazing to see all the good things that he has given to us. We have found the people here to be first class and the classes to be wonderful. The professors are both passionate and knowledgeable about their respective subjects. Last Monday I talked to the University administration in regards to employment. Fortunately, I was given a good reference by a friend who is a former employee of DBU. I found that they were in need of someone with knowledge of basic mechanics. I started this week.

“Thank you God for all your good gifts. Help us to be good stewards of all that has been given to us.”

P.S.

Last week, I walked into a local barbershop. The sign on the door said open but except of the two fellas in the back watching TV, the place was empty. I shouted to the back, “excuse me, are y’all working?” The bigger fella kept his eyes on the TV but the smaller one shouted in a confused response, “are you trying to get a hair cut when the Cowboys are playing?” Typical Texas.