In my Father's house there are many mansions. If it were not so I would have told you. I go to prepare a place for you.

John 14:2

Recently, when I was driving through the scenic hill country, I took a detour in the small town of Mason Texas, and discovered this historic mansion. I couldn't beleive my eyes! It was so incredibly beautiful. So inviting! Which reminded me of the scripture above. Just the thought of His abundant love moves me to tears .....

and made me want to jump out of my truck, run up on the porch, throw open the door and yell ' I'm home!'

But I didn't.

I saw the 'No Trespassing' signs. I used the zoom on my trusty Sony Cybershot without so much as opening my car door.

The size and granduer of this home was amazing. Mason, Texas is a small town. Very small. It just doesn't fit. I couldn't help but wonder about the history. Why was this house built here and by whom? Fortunately there was a historical marker in the front yard which provides such basic information. I'd love to take a tour and learn more about this fabulous home and the family thats owned it for

91 years.

Yet so many questions remain.

What was it like to live here?

How many bedrooms? Baths?

What does the ballroom look like?

Was it used a lot?

Were there grand parties?

Why was it built in Mason?

For now these questions remain unaswered, but maybe someday I'll get to tour the inside and drink lemonade on the porch and have the opportunit to visit with the Seaquist family and hear all about it. You want to come with me?