Nothing Left to Fear Page #4

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to become your pastor

here in Stull,

my wife Wendy and I

were unsure...

unsure about moving a family

halfway across the country,

unsure about leaving behind

a life that we had come

to know and understand,

unsure about a new adventure.

But in times of unsureness,

in times of great decision,

I put my faith in the Lord,

that He would provide for us,

that He had a plan for us.

I think my faith

was like a rock.

I was reminded of

Matthew, chapter 7, verse 24,

which I would like to read to you

this morning.

"Therefore whosoever heareth

these sayings of mine

and doeth them,

I will liken him

unto a wise man

which built his house

on a rock.

And the rain descended

and the floods came

and the winds blew

and beat upon that house.

And it fell not,

for it was founded upon a rock.

And everyone that heareth

these sayings of mine

and doeth them not

shall be likened to a foolish man

which built his house

upon the sand."

So nice to meet you.

God bless. Thank you.

Thank you.

Not really your scene, huh?

What?

This whole thing.

I saw you inside.

You weren't singing.

And then you left

during the sermon.

I could say the same for you.

Sounds like you were paying

more attention to what I was doing.

Well, maybe,

but that's just 'cause you were

so obviously not into it.

Yeah, you're right.

I'm not much into singing

and just not big

on the whole sermon thing.

- No offense to your dad.

- None taken, trust me.

I saw you and your family

when you got into town yesterday.

I take it y'all met Mason.

Oh, Mason?

He's the farm guy?

Yeah. Yeah, the farm guy.

Okay, so then you were

the guy with the lambs and...

Technically they're sheep.

Wow. Well,

you clean up well.

Maybe I'll see you around

and show you the town.

Yeah, cool.

Yeah, that'd be awesome.

"You clean up well"?

Idiot.

I have a hard time believing

that your boxes are unpacked

and your room is clean.

Huh?

Mom, stop. I'm hungry.

Do we have any food in the house?

You're hungry?

Yeah, there's a little something.

I'm sure you can make do.

- And my boxes are unpacked.

- Uh-huh.

- But define clean.

- Exactly what I thought.

You know I hate

living in the mess, honey.

Relax. It's only been a day.

They're just boxes.

- Breathe.

- I'll breathe when you help me out.

Oh, yeah.

Okay, we are definitely

gonna need an escape plan.

She's driving me nuts.

I swear, if she brings up unpacking

one more time, I'm gonna kill her.

I'm serious. We need a plan.

Okay, like you mean the time

that we told Mom

we were going to Sonia Rosen's

house to sleep over,

so that we could see

the Stone Roses?

Yeah, we probably should have told

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