There's a New Sheriff in town - literally!
In September 1999, Julie and I were dating and I was a first-year PhD student in Ft. Worth. We knew we wanted to get married, but hadn't yet gotten engaged, primarily because I was working only a small part-time job. About that time, Julie's parents informed us of a church in Corsicana that needed a pianist. If you know my Julie, you know her great love for the Lord and music, so we went to check it out since I wasn't serving on a church staff at the time (I had already spent 10 years doing youth ministry beginning when I was in college but wasn't active in it then). We went to Memorial Baptist Church and did what any good Baptist would do - we sat on the back row! We listened as they played tapes to accompany their hymns. After the service, we talked with their deacons about the church. They turned to me and said "what do you do?" When I told them and after realizing they were without a pastor as well, they invited me to supply for them ...