- What a great service we had tonight! Attendance was good, and everyone seemed to be really interested in continuing to learn from the book of James. Lots of practical advice in that book.
- This morning's service was fun. I think church should be that way, don't you? Thanks, Bernice, for a great Father's day program. I pray that all of us men can learn to be the spiritual coaches in our homes. We're definitely a work in progress.
- We're off to Dallas this week for the GLAD District Council. Looking forward to getting away for a few days. And, this will be my first chance to use my Father's Day gift--the GPS! We'll see how it works.
- I'm finally getting back to a jogging schedule. It's been a difficult start, but it gets a little easier each day. I'm increasing my distance a little bit each day. Who knows, maybe I'll even enter a race at the end of the summer--not to win, just to run!
- Have a great week!
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
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