I preached my last sermon today
in Gatesville, Texas.
This little church in the city
surprised me.
I remember driving down Highway 84 west for the first time.
There are two moments along the route
that rise and the landscape opens up
and reveals the beginning of the
Texas Hill country.
These first sights were the beginning of a journey
that opened up my mind and heart.
The faithful members of
First Presbyterian Church
in Gatesville, Texas
will remain forever
the people through whom
God used
to heal
the brokenness in my life.
The day I drive east on Highway 84
to travel to Nashville, Tennessee
I go with new strength, insight and hope.
Thank you
little church
in the city.
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