First Impressions

       Today's been a long one, and it's not over yet.  I woke up early, hit the airport around 430 am, and flew into denver.  After rendezvousing with my team and what I found out later were four other NAMB (North American Mission Board) students, I finally made it to missoula after a two hour flight.  The airport alone brought encouraging sights.  The stuffed grizzly and mountain lion were interesting, as was the timber, wooden feel of the airport itself.  We then drove to the church where we will be staying for orientation, Convergence Church. Having settled in, my team of four decided to take a stroll to discover more of this land we all were so unfamiliar with. 
       The climate here is a different kind of cool.  The cool in Texas always carries extra baggage, such as humidity, wind, or precipitation.  The cool up here in Montana is simple, it doesn't need anything to support it.  It is just cool.  a slight breeze was all that was needed to create the perfect mixture of temperature and air flow.  I enjoy the weather, but I am told to expect snow in the coming weeks, something that I am looking forward to with great anticipation. 

       The city is located at the divergence of five valleys, and as such is surrounded completely by mountains.  The mountains create a beautiful wreath around the city, and are a rare sight for these flatlander's eyes.  There is a vast diversity of flora here, ranging from trees to interesting flowers, and the forests spread out from the valley like a virus.  Our nature walk exposed us to just a small portion of the beauty which I am expecting to see much more of in the coming months.  I am looking forward to it. 

We are going to be here for a week, with twelve other summer missionaries, and then we will move down the road a few miles to Frenchtown, where our field service will begin.  Until then, I'll keep you posted.  I still have to get my bearings, and acclimate myself to this mile-high climate. 

Peace, Brethren.

The Journey Begins

Hey guys and gals!  This is my first post!  I just got back from Guadalupe Peak, the tallest point in Texas, and tomorrow morning I will be on my way to Montana. 

Thanks to all of you who have prayed for me in the past few months, and to all of you who have helped or encouraged me in other ways. 


I'm incredibly excited about leaving, and have been since orientation last weekend.  I've been blessed with this opportunity to share the truth in a new, unique way.  Keep me in your prayers as I do this. 

Finally, I think this verse has summed up my thoughts leading into this trip: 


Ephesians 3:8: Although I am less than the least of all God's people, this grace was given me: to preach to the Gentiles the unsearchable riches of Christ.