- Today was another great Sunday! We had two great services. Tonight we said goodbye to Jeremy as he prepares to graduate and return home for a few weeks before reporting to his next duty station. We wish him the best. He will be missed.
- I continue to be amazed at the talent of our lead guitarist (Ricky) and our sax player (Mac). These guys are awesome. We're truly blessed to have them play such a big role in our praise team.
- Lillian and Bethany are away for a few days. They are in Dallas for a teacher conference. From what I've heard, they're already having a good time. I hope they learn a few things!
- Over the next few days, I'll have some extra time to catch up on my reading. Can't wait!
- Have a great week and a Happy Thanksgiving!
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