- We're more than halfway through the "3:16" series, and once again, I feel like this morning's service was the best one so far. Of course, I've really felt that way every week. And every week I can't wait for the next Sunday. It's just been a good series. Today's topic was on believing "in Him". Some powerful truths there.
- As most of you by know, I lost a cousin this week. Irma was only 44 years old. She lived in New Mexico, but will be laid to rest here in San Angelo on Wednesday morning. She suffered for a long time, and now is finally at rest in the Lord's presence. Please pray for her family, especially her husband and son and her parents.
- We're going to Lubbock this weekend for a church ministries training seminar. It's not San Antonio, but I'm still looking forward to it.
- Bedtime! Have a great week, everyone!
November 13, 1989. 11:30 AM I had just finished my lunch in the teacher's workroom and was walking back to my classroom. I was teaching at San Jacinto Elementary in San Angelo, Texas at the time. Up until then, it had been a typical November day. As I walked past the school office, the door swung open, and a fellow teacher stepped out with a look of concern on her face. She spoke directly to me and said, “Your wife’s on the phone, and it sounds serious.” I ran into the office, took the phone, and heard my wife say, “I don’t know what happened, but your brother is on life support in a hospital in Austin.” Twelve hours later, my father and I were sharing a room in a hotel on I-35 in Austin. My sister-in-law, Sandy, and her six-year-old daughter, Araceli, were in a room across the hall. I hardly slept that night. I would doze off and suddenly wake up to my father crying and calling out my brother’s name. My brother was dead. Osiel had collapsed that morning while his high s