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In exactly a month and a half, I'll be moving to Boston. I accepted a position through AmeriCorps at the Boston Rescue Mission, where I'll be working as the operations assistant. (More about what, exactly, I'll be doing later.)

Nearly since birth I've lived in Northeast Texas, where I have a pretty good idea about how things work. I know what to expect as far as the climate goes: fairly mild most of the year with hot summers. I understand the general social standing on such issues as gun control, environmental policy, and gay marriage: for, neutral, against. I've been an avid Rangers fan, danced on a Texas drill team (complete with the token cowboy boots and hat), attended a Southern Baptist church, and am a proud alumnus of Stephen F. Austin State University, home of the fightin' Lumberjacks.

Though I've moved a couple of times and have experienced numerous paradigm shifts and changes over the years, Boston is a new kind of monster. All that I know of the city I have read on wikipedia and a handful of other similarly sourced websites, have "seen" thanks to goodsearch's image search, and have navigated via google maps. Needless to say, much of Boston is unknown to me, and will remain as such until I'm there - living, working, and playing in the place that will soon be my home. The city, and the following days and months and years of my life, are truly a mystery to me.

This blog is intended to be a written expression of my experiences over the next year. I hope that you will read it often and leave comments: ask me questions, challenge me in my thinking, encourage me. You, my family and friends, are my greatest gift. Thanks for coming along for the ride as I explore Boston and God's heart for the poor.