I was raised in Carver, Massachusetts. Growing up on the Northeast Coast of the United States is something of its own. The nature and seasons are absolutely beautiful and breathtaking... The people, not so much. Culture in Massachusetts was focused on academics. I went to a private Christian school through elementary school, and then God began to ask my mom to put me and my brothers into a public school system because He wanted us to be in the world. She made the decision the year that I began 4th grade. Public school. I was quick to make friends, but then "the move" happened.
My parents sat me and my brothers down the year before I went into Middle School and told us we were moving to Texas. Yeah, you read that right, Texas. The place where everyone rides horses everywhere, tumbleweeds roll across the dirt roads, and people have shoot-outs outside of old rundown saloons. Texas. (Of course I was entirely wrong about Texas, but I was barely 10 years old! It sounded like the worst idea in the world!)
"The move" was the beginning of my journey with God.
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