Gil Sanchez directs Casa De La Esperanza, a children’s home in Northern Mexico. I have taken volunteers skilled in various building trades to do remodeling and new construction at Casa for several years now. The home does an amazing job providing a secure place in a Christian environment for orphaned children to live. At any given time there are over 60 children in Casa’s care. Gil has done amazing things at the home since assuming responsibility as director several years…
I had lunch today with Jaime and Lalo Rocha. They are making final preparations this fall to move to Mexico City to initiate a new church plant. If I can progress in Spanish as fast as Lalo has moved in his command of the English language, I will be in good shape! He is an inspiration. Lalo made an interesting comment about life in Mexico City, while we ate.He observed that marital breakdowns are really having an impact on churches…
Who are you going to call? Who are you going to call when your favorite appliance in your home decides act inappropriately and flood the house with water? Who are you going to call when your car suddenly craters in the middle of rush hour traffic? When there is a major family crisis, who will you call? Who we choose to call under such circumstances is very revealing. It was 1992. Randall was three years old. Daniel was 8 months…
I have a confession to make. I have never shared this with anyone. When I little pres-school age boy, I got my first bike. Of course it was gold in color, typical of the ‘60’s. I don’t think it was a Schwinn. I didn’t get my first Schwinn until a few years later, but I digress. It is confession time… I had training wheels on my first bike. I have never told anyone that. Please don’t share such an embarrassing…
Guest Blogger Today: Jan Knox Chris Frizzell’s words a few days ago regarding “dogie” lambs opened a chamber of childhood memories for me. While I never had any experience with sheep, I did have numerous opportunities to bottle-feed orphaned calves. I would mix the powdered milk with water in a two-quart calf bottle, then head out to the cow pen, calling the calf’s name as I went. Sometimes, if I didn’t get out there quick enough, the calf would call…
Today was my first day of school right along with all of the public school students. I am taking a Spanish class in a short course format this week. It has been enlightening already. I am reminded of how time consuming it is to learn a second language. There really are no shortcuts. It just takes time and patience coupled with lots of practice. The teacher is exceptional. She is taking a very pragmatic approach that will aid all of…
Life is good when it is neat and tidy. Would you not agree? Life is good when things are rocking along with the least amount of complications. I came to work bright and early one morning last week. Life was good that morning until I read the obituaries in the Lubbock Avalanche Journal online. My best friend from junior high lost his dad. The man’s obituary appeared in the online edition of the newspaper. I felt really bad for him…
The song: September, by the group Daughtry, is a piece that reflects on the tender memories of growing up. The chorus says: Of all the things I still rememberSummer’s never looked the sameThe years go by and time just seems to fly But the memories remain The summer of 2009 is officially over at 1:00 this afternoon. Mitchell will pick up his school schedule at that point. This year will be the final one for him in the middle school….
I work with a very talented and competent youth minister. He is in the process of pursuing a graduate level degree that will better equip him to serve families. Naturally he comes back to Granbury armed with all kinds of new information that he is gleaning from his coursework. I love it. I can be in school again vicariously. He is on the cutting edge of research being done about families, which is helpful to all of us on the…
I am really not gloating that Tiger Woods “choked” during the final Round of the PGA Championship this past weekend. At least I am trying not to gloat… I did not think I would ever see the word “choke” and Tiger Woods in the same sentence though. That is the very word that sports commentators are using today to describe his conduct during the final round of the tournament. I am kind of excited to see a relatively unknown person…