- Today was the last Sunday of our fall campaign. I can honestly say that I thoroughly enjoyed preparing and preaching each sermon in the series. (Actually, there was one week I didn't preach, the Sunday after my surgery. Lennon Noland stepped in and did an outstanding job.) Some of the topics really challenged me, but I learned a lot in my preparation. I pray we never forget that life is never hopeless because nothing's too hard for God.
- Tonight's service was great! I enjoyed just taking our time singing and worshiping God. I've been wanting to do this for a while now, but it was during my recovery time, as I spent lots of time on my recliner, that I decided it was time for us to have a praise and worship service. God really moved tonight! I'm sure we'll do it again soon.
- I had a good doctor's report Friday. Everything is healing the way it should. I'll just have to put up with some slight pain and soreness for a few weeks. I can't complain--God's been good.
- Have a great week! Don't miss small groups this week. It's gonna be good!
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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