In the summer of 2011, I left a job that I loved dearly. It was one of the hardest things that I have ever done in my life and it affected me in a very profound way. I loved the work, I loved the teens, and I loved the church, but it was not a good fit in a lot of ways. I was left extremely dejected and, honestly, very hurt.
The day after I left my job I loaded my family up and moved to Texas for the foreseeable future. I went to get away, to spend some time with family, and to spend some time in thought. My brother-in-law offered me some work in the oil fields and I took him up on the opportunity.