- Wasn't it just a couple of nights ago I wrote the last Sunday Night Reflections? This week just flew by, which is a good thing. I had some rough days this week but all in all, it ended on a good note.
- I was looking at my calendar for May, and boy, I'm not sure I'm going to have any free time all month. May and December are always incredibly busy months for me. Both months leave me feeling drained but relieved.
- I really enjoyed tonight's service. We spent a few minutes sharing about our trip to Lubbock this weekend. Hearing the reports tonight just added to everything positive about our trip. This weekend really inspired me, in terms of where our church is headed. I can't wait to see where God is going to lead us.
- Just one more week of the "3:16" series. That kind of makes me sad, because I've really enjoyed this series. Let's continue to pray for God to touch our hearts as a result of this series, even after it's finished.
- Have a great week! Don't let the devil steal your prayer time!
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