After reading through some old journal entries, I was provoked to share some of my struggles and highlights during the first couple of years of church planting. This series is taken from my personal diary. The entries range from painfully raw to joyfully visionary. I hope they bring encouragement to anyone who reads them, especially church planters.
Austin, Texas                                                                                    November 3, 2006
What a joy to write those words, “Austin, Tx.” Last night was our first night in our new apartment in Austin. Luke and Miranda drove down from Nacogdoches to meet us and help us move. Stew and Ross also helped…Yesterday I just kept thinking “This is right.” Driving back from dropping Ross off, it felt so right. Like we belong in this city…the roads, the air, the location.
Robie and I drove down from Massachusetts across 15 states, over 40 hours, in 3 days. It was a great time with Robie. Talking, praying, reading, laughing, saying nothing, finding hotels and parking spots big enough for our 17 foot van, plus a car carrier. We prayed for the city and our future as we came into Austin, placing our hope, not in this city, but in the city to come. Robie wept…a familiar land, relatives close by, and a vision for the city.
This series is taken from my personal diary during the first couple of years of church planting. The entries range from painfully raw to joyfully visionary. I hope they bring encouragement to anyone who reads them, especially church planters.