Planting southern roots is more than a potential country song, but my duration of stay in Texas is actually longer than one month. I still live with suitcases near my bed and linger while examining a world map for ideas for future travel. Despite my love of adventure, I have enjoyed my layover in Youth With a Mission in Tyler Texas.
My six weeks in Texas have allowed me to survey a great smorgasbord of activity. While taking classes (see above), cleaning offices, and working on the Texas two-step I have realized that any task in life can teach me about God. Manual labor jobs have reminded me that Jesus was a true servant of people by coming to the earth to love and serve people even to the point of execution on a cross. Is the song of my life have a chorus focused on praising myself or serving the lonely and hurting people within arms reach?
