Three years ago this week, we packed up and moved from Nashville to Houston, Texas. It really seems like it was just a couple of weeks ago.

It’s amazing to see what God has done for us over the course of these three years. We are so blessed. We stepped out in faith and, really, never looked back. It’s so humbling to look back and see the signs that let me know that God was definitely in control of this entire situation and he has never forsaken us … never once.

It’s funny, too, that I now track time by (1) did we live in Texas yet? – because if we didn’t, it was prior to 2006. (2) what house did we live in? – we rented a house the first year we lived here, so if it was in the “Clover Trails House,” then that tells me that it was sometime from May 06 – June 07. (3) was Avery in school yet? – of course, that narrows it down to 2008-2009.

I’m sure people get sick of hearing us talk about how much we love it here, but we really do love it. We love our little suburb, we love our school system, we love our jobs, we love our church … and, thankfully, we still love each other!

If Texas needs a spokesperson, they should call me. I try to recruit everyone to move here. I’ve done everything but add that “I wasn’t born a Texan, but I got here as quickly as I could” bumper sticker to my car.

God Bless Texas!