 I've not heard a bad sermon in the North Texas Conference yet. Now I've not been everywhere, but I haven't heard a bad one. You know, I know that some of you think that this is a great job I have, and it is, and I really do enjoy it, but I miss many of the things that I once did. Because I know that over the last 30 years, until July the 20th, I was the pastor of a local church, like most of you. And I can tell you that every time I walk in a church in the North Texas Conference on Sunday morning, I envy you. Because what you are privileged, called, and honored to do each and every Sunday morning is the things that really are part of my deepest soul. I know that in local churches and in ministry settings, the North Texas Conference is where disciples of Jesus Christ are made.