December 31, 2007

Change is the name of the game.

Some people said they didn't like the new Son of a Preacher blog that I designed on the Mac. Of course there were others who thought it was much better. I am back here for the time being anyway because I accidently deleted the other site. Some people don't like change. Preacher's Wife says I change to much and that is the reason that I screwed up and deleted the other site. What can I say? Nothing for the moment, but I will say more later.
You might want to leave a comment and give me your opinion. Please be informed that Preacher's Wife says that your opinion will make no difference. But who knows?

October 4, 2007

OK, OK, I'm back...

We had a wonderful few days together at Bastrop State Park. Texas has over 100 State Parks and this is one of their finest in Texas. I love the beautiful tall pine trees, the fresh air and the quiet. This was our first outing with the new trailer. Preacher's Wife likes it much better than the fifth wheel. I guess I do as well. But what makes Preacher's Wife happy make Son of a Preacher happy. You know what I mean.

October 1, 2007

In the sticks without a computer

Preacher's Wife and I got a new travel trailer and decided to visit one of Texas State Parks for a few days. Being computerless means no blogging unless you want to do it from a cell phone. I thought I would give it a try. We are staying a few days in the Bastrop State Park. Will get back to blogging when I return home.

September 26, 2007

Fishing in the Bay

A couple of weeks ago while at Port Isabel we decided to go fishing. While out fishing I was able to get this great morning shot of the sunrise. By the way, we did catch some nice trout, even though there are no pictures to prove it.

September 24, 2007

"Hi darling!" "Welcome home!" "I missed you!"

I realized this morning that I have not made a blog entry in a whole week. When you enjoy something or someone, and you're to busy to notice that you have not even missed it or them --- you're just too busy. That's just not right!

Preacher's Wife has been gone a whole week. She called this morning from Hattisburg, Mississippi to say she would be home tonight. I am pleased and excited. I really am. I will spend today trying to figure out how to tell her I missed her when really at times I didn't realize she was gone. I know she will understand. But just in case she doesn't, I have decided to clean house and make sure everything is in proper order. I also will practice today saying, "Hi darling!" "Welcome home!" "I missed you!"

September 17, 2007

Pigeon Forge Tennessee Bound

Preacher's Wife left early this morning for Pigeon Forge, Tennessee. She has gone for a week to a Sisters on the Fly get away.  Of course I am left here at home all alone since children, dogs and husbands (in that order) or not allowed.  They will site see, enjoy fine dining, and possibly visit Dollywood.  I don't think that was one of the sites on the top of her list to see though. I will miss her but I know she is doing what she enjoys and that makes me very happy.

September 14, 2007

The sun will be up soon

Well its about 3:30 in the morning.  I just got up early to prepare myself for the long grueling day that is ahead.  Preacher's Wife leaves Monday for Pigeon Forge, Tennessee for a outing with some Sisters on the Fly.  She informed me that her trailer needed to be washed, waxed and the bearing packed.  When she told me last night at dinner all that needed to be done, I just finished my meal, got up and went on to bed. That was around 6:30. Maybe that's one reason I am up this early.  Anyway all who read this blog know that I live to serve and make her happy.  I told her the other day there were thousands and thousands of women that would love to have me.   She said, "name one?"   I couldn't, and that ended the conversation.  I am going to run and get some coffee I will post pictures of my work later.

September 11, 2007

Church of the Crossroads

Anne and I recently committed to giving weekly pastoral oversight to Church of the Crossroads in Thorndale, Texas. Church of the Crossroads is one of our CFI churches that we apostolically give oversight to. We will be leading the church and preaching there on a weekly bases until we discover a new pastor. Thorndale is a quiet little country town northeast of Austin about 35 miles. If you are ever in that area on a Sunday morning stop by and see us. Church of the Crossroads

September 6, 2007

Chloe Girl

I stole this web post from my daughter Amy for two reasons. First, I wanted you to read what she wrote about our first-born grandchild Chloe. Second, I wanted to introduce you to her blog Animation of Amy.

A school of freckles swim across the bridge of her nose. The exact number is compromised by red frames, but I wouldn't dare try to count them anyway. She wouldn't let me; for no other reason than she quietly demands my full attention with lists of needs, recipes and the amount it will cost to make her latest concoction. Chloe is eleven.

She came seven weeks early to the appropriate tune of Brown-Eyed Girl playing in the background of a sterile operating room. We think the doctor miscalculated the due date as she was born five pounds of perfection. No physical problems accompanied my sweet baby girl save a finicky appetite. We couldn't get her to down a four ounce bottle in the required time it took in order to release her from the newborn intensive care unit. Had there been a cake flavored infant formula, the cost of her hospital stay would have been substantially less.

In the eleven plus years that she has graced our planet with her presence, she has been just short of angelic. Other than the occasional slap to the back of her brother's head, she has caused no drama. Even as I type these words, I am saying a prayer of thanksgiving under my breathe for being so undeservedly blessed. While other little girls in Goddard Middle School sport make-up and clothes that fit the likes of Britney Spears, I am amazed but not surprised that Chloe carries her studious little self so confidently through the school halls.

She is strong. She knows what she wants. She is kind and all together good. She is my daughter.

August 30, 2007

Up a tree with a chain saw in hand...

Just recently Preacher's Wife and I decided it was time to have the trees in the back yard trimmed. Here in San Antonio these huge oak trees can overshadow ones yard very quickly, and NO Sun means NO grass.

When the crew first arrived I thought it was the ground crew because the men were in their early 50's, and one man had to be in his late 50's. Nope, they were the tree climbers I quickly learned. When the men began to swing from limbs 40 feet above ground I decided this was another job around the house that I refuse to do beside cleaning carpet. I was intrigued as I watched them with the rope belt around their waist swinging from limb to limb with nothing but a chain saw in hand. I was quite proud of the guy who was in his late 50's. Somehow I saw him representing my age bracket. Finally I ask his boss on the ground exactly how old the man representing my team was. I was shocked when he told me he was 73, that's right 7-3. I couldn't stand to watch any longer.

As I went back in the house I found comfort from the Scripture where God says, "..and lo I am with you always even to the end of the age."

August 24, 2007

A New Addiction...

I have never been much for video games but now that I have been introduced to Nintendo Wii (pronounced 'we') things have changed. Wii sounds like 'we', which emphasizes that the console is for everyone. Wii can easily be remembered by people around the world, no matter what language they speak. No confusion. No need to abbreviate. Just simply Wii.
Nintendo defended its choice of "Wii" over "Revolution" and responded to critics of the name by stating: "wii live with it, wii sleep with it, wii eat with it, wii can't get along without it."
Well, Preacher's Wife and I now own one. So instead of sitting around in the evening counting each others vericose veins we actually enjoy having bowling night without leaving our living room. One can play tennis, baseball, billards, golf or even boxing. I think I saw where you can even fish with it. Did I say fishing? I will have to check that out. Look! I got to run Wii is calling.

August 22, 2007

How time flies...

Wow! It has been a whole week since I have made an entry. I suppose there is no sin involved here but some people get real picky when there are no new entries. If one is prone to guilt, he or she could think it is a sin.

Many people grew up in a home or church where their sins were regularly pointed out. I agree we should always try to do the right thing, but we do fall short from time to time. Better to do our best and concentrate on showing God’s love than to get hung up on judging others. By the way, no one has really been unkind to me for not blogging.

Anyway, I came across this YouTube video I thought was funny. I love it when Christians have a sense of humor - I think laughter is one of God’s greatest gifts. Too bad non-Christians generally have an impression of Christianity as being a humorless, judgmental religion.

I sure hope this is not your idea of Jesus or Christianity. Turn up your volume and click on red link "It's time for me to tell you what you have done wrong since I last saw you."

August 14, 2007

Titus, you are THE MAN!!!

My daughter in Denver just e-mailed me some photos of our oldest grandson Titus. He is beginning early preparing for High School, College and eventually the NFL draft. According to her he is not thinking much now about grade school, high school or even college. JUST THE NFL. He will do well academically if for no other reason than he is the grandson of Preacher's Wife who is a brain. Humbly speaking, I know this first hand, because... well you know. If you don't believe me ask her. She is truthful as well.
Titus you are the MAN!!!! I am pulling for you.

August 9, 2007

I know you are sick....

Look! - I know you are sick of hearing about the carpet saga, but today is the day that it all ends, for a while anyway. Stanley Carpet Cleaners called and are on their way over. I don't fully understand how that my hatred of cleaning carpets turned into the possibility of me experiencing bodily harm. Well come to think of it, maybe I do. It was me who suggested that I had rather take a beating with a bat than clean the carpets. You would think after 39 years of living with this woman I would know better than to say something like that. I am convinced that she is just patiently waiting for the insurance settlement that will arrive shortly after my demise. In fact Sunday at church my minister friend used me as an example of raising me, his good friend from the dead when I die. She pulled him aside after the service to warn him against even trying such a thing. So there you have it.

August 7, 2007

Praise the Lord

I just got a call from Preacher's Wife. I can hardly believe it. She called to inform me that she called Stanley Carpet Cleaners and they are coming on Thursday to clean the carpets. To all of you who prayed or rubbed a rabbits foot or whatever. THANKS. I can go home tomorrow.

An update for the concerned

To all who may be concerned about my physical well-being: Soon after Preacher's Wife threatened me with the bat I left town for a few days on business. I am still away. It is not that she is a dangerous woman. If you know her, or keep up with my blog you know I love her dearly. She is a very loving person. She just wants her carpets cleaned. I can understand that. I just know I am not going to be the one to clean them. And I am talking this way because I am still out of town on business. Sweetheart, if you are reading this please call Stanley Carpet Cleaners before their summer sale is over.

August 2, 2007

Shampoo the what?

Preacher's Wife is again accusing me of selective hearing. She said last week that it was time again to shampoo the carpet. I said nothing then and I've done nothing since because what I heard was, it's time again to have the carpet shampooed. I just expected her to call someone and schedule an appointment. Come to find out she wants me to shampoo the carpet. Maybe some people enjoy shampooing carpet, but I am not one of them. I've always hated it and I still hate it. I told her I had rather her take a baseball bat to me. She smiled her little smile and said, "that it would be possible and even probable if I didn't have the carpet shampooed in a week. The week is almost up and I am still planning on taking the bat.

July 31, 2007

Son of Encouragement

Let me invite you to a new site I opened up. You might enjoy it or know someone who will. Click link Son Of Encouragement

July 30, 2007

This house has gone to the dogs...

This weekend while I was away Preacher's Wife was dog sitting for our youngest daughter. It could not have happened on a better weekend. Oh, don't get me wrong I love my kids and I love dogs. But when the house has a Golden Retriever (still a puppy), one lazy, spoiled Cavalier King Charles Spaniel who lives to eat, one four month old Cavalier King Charles Spaniel puppy who lives to poop, and one miniature Dachshund, it makes for one great weekend for me to be gone. I thought I would post this picture of Lucy, Marlie and Andrew's Golden Retriever. She is one beautiful puppy.

July 26, 2007

Gladys, may you rest in peace.

She was our next door neighbor as long as I can remember, and she was like a mother to me...

Her daughter called today to say she had passed on. It was sad to hear but I was able to rejoice because she was 91 and had lived a long and fruitful life. I began blogging in June of 2005 and she and Roy were the subject of my fourth blog. To see how much she meant to Preacher's Wife and me I hope you will read on.

The Little Big People In Your Life...

It is the little big people in your life that make the difference. I had the privilege of growing up in small town USA. From the time Mom and Dad brought me home from the hospital until Anne and I were married, I lived in the same town and same house.

Few people have heard of Roy and Gladys Williams, but they made a big difference in my life. They were our next-door neighbors. Roy and Gladys were well known in our little town as people who really lived their Christian life daily. People needing help could always count on them. It was their two daughters, Nita Sue and Dora Jean, who kept me out of a lot of trouble and helped me graduate from school. The Williams family always seem to believe in me whatever road I was traveling, and in youthful days I spent too much time traveling the back roads going nowhere.

They were just good country people who helped shape this country boy’s life. It was my Sunday School teacher, Mrs. McGuffie, who prophesied that I would be a preacher, but it was Roy and Gladys Williams who paid my first year’s tuition to Bible College. They were not rich people materially, but they were spiritually wealthy. They invested in their church as well as in other people’s lives. They knew their return would be greater than the stock markets.

I could tell many stories of their input into my life, but one seems to stand out above all others at this time.

Anne and I graduated from Baptist Bible College in 1973 and were serving as associate pastors in our first church in Longview, Texas. In August of that year I needed a major operation, so I checked into Mother Frances Hospital in Tyler, Texas. The operation was a success, but I was told that I would need to remain in a wheelchair for four months. It would be impossible for Anne to work and care for me and our two children at the same time.

What would we do? You guessed it! Roy and Gladys opened their home to us for the next four months and cared for our family while Anne worked and I recovered. They loved us and cared for us like we were their children. We will forever remember and be grateful for the Williams family.

A few years ago, I was called home to officiate at Roy’s funeral. At the graveside I decided to break a traditional mold. As we stood around the open grave to pay our last respects to Roy Williams, I led the people to give a clap and a cheer to one of God’s favorite heroes.

Maybe today you can think of one of the little big people in your life and give thanks to God for them. If they are still with us, you may write a card or give them a call just to thank them.

July 23, 2007

My wife and the other man...

I left town on Friday for Houston and no sooner than I am out of town my wife makes a date with a younger man. She waited until it got dark. I think it was a little before midnight before she left the house to meet him. She even paid for the privilege to be with him on that special occassion. I later learn that the rendezvous took place at Wal-Mart. Once she picked him up they came back to our home and got in our bed and stayed up most of the night together. I think she finished with him on Saturday afternoon around 4 p.m. She said it had only happened six other times and this would be the last time. She promised. I forgave her and we are both happy this is behind us. Harry may have had her for a day, but I have her for a lifetime. Harry Potter that is.

July 20, 2007

One enjoyable evening...

Preacher's Wife and I, along with some dear friends enjoyed our time together celebrating her birthday at THE LODGE . We laughed, enjoyed some fine wine, as well as each others company. I think Preacher's Wife is going out today to see if she can use her present age to get a discount. She has been waiting for some time to try this. I just hope somebody cards her and makes her feel good. If not the celebration is over and I will pay the rest of the day.

July 18, 2007

Finally Home from our Home away from Home

It is so good to be home from our home away from home. It was a must that we get back to San Antonio. Preacher's Wife is another year older tomorrow and I wanted to make sure we were in San Antonio so I could take her to her favorite place, (THE LODGE) to eat. A little research showed that July 19th is the 200th day of the year as well as the birthday of Vikki Carr. I find it interesting that Preacher's Wife and Vikki Carr have a couple of things in common. They both live in San Antonio and both have handsome husbands. Preacher's Wife was quick to point out that, though she and Vikki were both born on July 19th it was a different year. `What is the big deal about that?

July 16, 2007

Our Home Away From Home

This is our home away from home. We presently have it parked in Harlingen, Texas (Rio Grande Valley) for a few months. Even though it is only 28 feet long it serves us well for short amounts of time. I thought I would get Preacher's Wife all stirred up by snapping this picture with my iphone. Here she comes now, I must quickly push the 'Publish Post' button. Bye..

July 13, 2007

Off to the Rio Grande Valley

Preacher's Wife and I are off again. This time we are headed to the Rio Grande Valley. I will be doing a conference for L.I.F.E (Laborers in Fields of Education). L.I.F.E. is an outreach ministry to the many fine educators in our school system. We will also attend our youngest granddaughters birthday party. On Sunday we will speak for our son at Christian Fellowship Church, McAllen. Then we will rest a few days and visit friends, then come home.

July 11, 2007

Thoughts From The Past..

I will never forget the experience of pastoring my first church. I was just 27 years old and fresh out of Bible College. The church we were called to was a small country church. If I remember correctly, over 80% of the church was over 50 years old, which at that time seemed very, very old. I was young, ambitious, and very excited. They were old, settled, and very satisfied. It wasn't long until the honeymoon was over. Words about me, my family and my ministry begin to fly around all over the place. So, being discouraged, I decided to call my old preacher dad. I told him all the unkind things people were saying about me. I shared how they were unthoughtful and unappreciative. I was having one BIG pity party. I thought if anybody would hear me out and understand it would be him. So after going on and on, he finally stopped me and said, "Son, if the mailman stopped at every barking dog he would never get the mail delivered". He then hung up, making his point. He left me all alone holding the phone having to think about what I had been called to do. I got the point. I had good news to deliver, therefore, I must stay focused. That country preacher counsel has helped me many times in my life and ministry. It might be good counsel for you as well. Don't spend more time listening to people than you do listening to God. Selah! (Pause and think about that.)

July 9, 2007

An English BBQ

England is a beautiful country. Preacher's Wife and I love visiting there. There is one thing you can pretty much count on when you visit England, and that is rain. Our good friends Ron and Gretel Hibbert live outside of London in the township of Watford. I find it amusing that Ron, a good Englishman, was born on the 4th of July. So we both celebrate on the same day for different reasons. He only celebrates for one reason. I celebrate for two reasons. One, I love America and two I love my friend Ron. Gretel sent me this picture of Ron doing an English BBQ on his birthday. As you can see if you are going to BBQ on the 4th of July there, you will need an umbrella.

July 4, 2007

Introducing: Animation of Amy

All my children are very gifted and talented. Of course they take after their mother. Today as I was reading my middle daughter Amy's blog, I realized again she was not only a wonderful wife, mother and gifted singer, she also was a writer. Maybe it's just the dad in me speaking, but I don't think so. She has a gift. I thought I would share her blog Animation of Amy and let you see for yourself.

July 1, 2007

So the wallpaper was butt ugly

I personally liked the old wallpaper behind the old mirror, but all the nasty comments about my taste made me concede. So here is the finished product of the newly remodeled upstairs bath. She will of course add the little touches here and there. All regular guest can now begin their bookings.

June 29, 2007


I personally didn't wait, but I paid someone to wait for me. He just called and said he was sixth in line at 6 p.m. and now has it in his possession. He will ship it overnight and it will be here tomorrow. Call me sick, call me crazy, call me anything you want, but call me tomorrow on my new phone

June 29, 2007 iphone Day

Well, today is the day. June 29, 2007, the day iphone is being released. You might wonder why I am not already in line at the Apple store or at an AT&T store. I have made several provisions for getting an iphone today. If none of them work out then I have the next best thing working for me. It is called patience. Patience is a very good thing even though it is not my strong suit. But it is reliable and always works. So there you have it!

June 20, 2007

I give up!

OK, the wallpaper is going. When both my daughters share my wife's taste, how can I win. This is the final day the bathroom will look like this. This weekend our regular guest can see new pictures of the newly remodeled bathroom adjoining their bedroom and begin to book their reservations. I hope everybody is happy now.

June 19, 2007

I know you will see it my way...

Preacher's wife has me busy again. She got a bee in her bonnet about remodeling the upstairs bathroom. There is just something about me sitting quietly in my recliner that seems to bother her. So this week she has me at it again. First, she decided to just put a door between the guest bedroom into the bathroom. Then she thought we needed a new vanity and linen cabinet. Then she thought we needed a new mirror over the new vanity. It was then that we discovered the old wallpaper behind the old mirror. At this point we hit an impasse. I fell in love with the wall paper that had been hidden for years behind the old mirror. I told her it matched the decor of our family room. She refuses to try and find the same pattern so we can do the whole bathroom. We are still speaking ---- just not about the bathroom. I would appreciate some supporting comments, hoping together we could change her mind.

June 16, 2007

It happened on the day I didn't quit.

It happened on the day that I had planned to drop out of college. After chapel service I walked past the administration office and headed downtown to my little part-time job at Electrical Equipment Company where I sold lighting fixtures. It was a hot Friday afternoon. A nice but persistent lady entered the store and wanted to buy a fixture and have it installed that same afternoon in her home, because she was having out of town guest on Saturday. I told her all our electricians were busy and it would be Monday before we could get to her unless she was willing for me stop by on my way home and do it. She agreed. So after work that day I placed the fixture in my car and headed to South Campbell Street. We had agreed that since I wasn't a licensed electrician that I would do the job for $10.00. I quickly went to work installing the fixture saying very little about me or my family, except that we were students at Baptist Bible College. When I finished and was cleaning up she handed me $20.00. I reminded her our agreement was for $10.00. She smiled and said she and her husband knew what it was like for a young couple to be working their way through college. I said thank you and proceeded to put my tools in the car when out of the clear blue I heard her from the porch say, "please wait just a few minutes". I waited for about ten minutes and she came out the front door with a large box of groceries. She smiled as she handed it to me and said, God bless you, your family and your future. I said thank you, then got in my car and drove away. I was so happy I was crying. You see what she didn't know was that I was going to quit college that day because we had no money to buy food. So many things like that have happened throughout our life. I don't remember the address, nor do I know her name, but God used her that day to encourage and remind me that He is always watching out for his children. So if you are thinking about quitting today, DON'T!! God only knows what might happen.

June 11, 2007

A few little words made all the difference...

Preacher's Wife and I had been eeking out a living for the first three years of Bible College. Things had been tough for some time and I was exhausted and discouraged. I decided that I'd had all that I could stand and would stop by the administration office after school that day and check out. I knew it would be right for me to get a full-time job and support my family the way they needed and deserved to be supported. We had a guest speaker during chapel that day and, to be quite honest, I don't remember anything he said with the exception of these few words. Somewhere close to the end of his message he clapped his hands and said, "Listen to me! If you don't hear anything else I say, hear this." He proceeded with these words, "You don't determine a man's greatness by fame or fortune as the world does, but by the amount of discouragement he can withstand and remain standing." His words were like a sharp dagger in my heart. At that moment I decided to do whatever it took to finish school and become a success on the basis of what God called success. Those few words changed my life's direction and my family's future provision. I am reminded that if we are not careful, we will allow the messenger of good news to keep us from receiving the good news. You see, I had some issues with this man in certain areas but I refused to allow them to keep me from receiving his life-changing words. Today I remembered and thanked God for Dr. Jerry Falwell.
Amazing how the mind works. I was sitting on the patio drinking coffee at our youngest daughters home Saturday morning. I was listening to the birds and just meditating and this is what I noticed on top of the house next door. Now you would recognize this as a satilite dish and a High Definition Television antenna. The antenna caught my attention and reminded me of the days our

June 8, 2007

Can't you wait until 5:30

OK, I admit I am the final decision maker in our home, (somebody has to take the rap) and I accept that. I also accept the fact that I OK'd a new puppy being bought. I can even acknowledge that I enjoy the little fella from time to time. But will that little thing ever sleep all night. I am so tired of standing in the backyard at 2:30 a.m. in my underwear waiting for it to poop and pee that I don't know what to do. I have given counsel all my life and now I am in need of some counsel on this one. HELP!!!!

June 7, 2007

Going after that one lost sheep.

Would a man not leave the 99 to go after that one lost sheep? This man did.

June 4, 2007

Matching your purse with your puppy.

I flew out today for New Orleans and will return tomorrow, then Preacher's wife and I will head toward Dallas. I just couldn't pass up posting this picture. I guess before too long Preacher's Wife will be matching her purse and her shoes with her puppy.

May 28, 2007

Enjoying our time in Albuquerque

Preacher's Wife and I have been in Albuquerque NM for almost a week now. I spoke yesterday at Christian Fellowship Church. We will spend a few more days here with Pastor Eddie and Mary Ann Howard then head back home for San Antonio. We have decided on our way home to take a couple of days and rest and relax at one of Texas finest far-flung State Parks Balmorhea State Park.

May 25, 2007


While visiting my friends Barnes and Noble, I came across some little books called PostSecret Books. Frank Warren had a bright idea a few years ago to have people reveal their little secrets by making a 4x6 postcard and mailing them to him. So PostSecret is an ongoing community art project where people continue to mail in their secrets anonymously on one side of a homemade postcard. The next PostSecret book, A Lifetime of Secrets, will be released in October. It will contain secrets from people as young as 8 and as old as 80. I haven't seen them all but found a few to be rather funny. This one was thought provoking.

May 24, 2007

Bo's new friend...

Good Morning from Albuquerque:
As soon as we arrived here and got settled in, Preacher's Wife got a newspaper to see if they had listed any possible friends for Bo. Sure enough you are seeing Bo's newest friend and 10 week old little brother, as well as Preacher's Wife's newest responsibility. Anyway, this was what I thought when we bought him. When 2:45 A.M. rolled around and I heard this little crying noise that was suppose to be a bark, and felt a nudge coming from next to me, I knew the rules had changed. Guess what? I now have a new responsibility. His name is Jake and he is a 10 week old Cavalier King Charles Spaniel. Now Jake, be potty trained and stop crying.

May 20, 2007

Camping with the Grandchildren

Preacher's Wife and I just returned from a weekend camping trip with our grandchildren. We throughly enjoyed ourselves. The kids laughed and said it was better than Disney World. I have my doubts about that, but we did have a wonderful time.

May 17, 2007

Mick Fanning???

Preacher's Daughter made this comment on my blog:

Marlie said...
Mick Fanning??? They're called "reefs". And they do make you a cool person.

Dear Preacher's Daughter,
Obviously your cool old dad had too much time on his hands to research and read all about these sandals, and to learn they are Reefs Mick Fanning series sandals. Yes, they are Reefs. They are nice, comfortable and very useful.


May 15, 2007

I am one cool person...

I bought me a pair of Mick Fanning sandals because of their looks and comfort, only to discover later I was one very cool person. These beach sandals have built-in bottle openers and are marketed as sandals that will make one the coolest person on the beach, at a backyard cookout, on the golf course, and just about anywhere one goes where there are no twist off bottle tops. It's great to discover you're still cool at my age. HA!

Think About This For Awhile

Study this picture and I will write my thoughts later.

May 10, 2007

Mom was always working behind the scenes

Some of you are avid sports fans, others are just casual viewers, but we’ve all seen it. The camera zooms in after a spectacular play by our sports heros and what do they do and say? With one finger in the air they say, “Hi Mom”! Not “Hi Dad”, not “Hi Sister” but “Hi Mom”. What they are saying is, “Mom, I wouldn’t be here and couldn’t have done it without you.” So it was with my Mom.

I have written about the great impact my dad had on my manhood and ministerial life, but it was mom always working quietly behind the scenes that shaped my character. Like most moms, she was always there working, praying and believing in me.

She raised seven children almost single-handedly. Dad was always on the road as a traveling minister. She was a Proverbs 31 woman who was a homemaker as well as one who had to be employed outside the home.

There are so many memories I have of her, but two things stand out in my mind as I write of her:

Mom picked a lot of cotton as well as worked for many years at Sherman Steam Laundry. Both were hot, sweaty jobs. After completing her work week on Saturday at the laundry, she would take her meager little check and walk to the town square in Sherman making payments on items she had purchased on credit for her children. She was faithful to do this every week. It was her diligence in paying her bills on time that taught me honesty, faithfulness and integrity. She would remind me that it was your name and testimony that was most valuable in life.

She was a pastor’s wife for over fifty years and this was a job within itself. I will never forget the night I surrendered to do God’s will and become a preacher. Dad cried when I told him of my decision. Mom cried as well, but for a different reason. She was concerned about what my wife Anne would be facing as a pastor’s wife. She knew about the loneliness, the hardships, the sometimes scrutiny and rejection of her children, but she accepted it because she knew God’s hand was on my life and she wanted my new bride and me to be happy.

Mom was not an outwardly religious person, but she was a very spiritual woman. It took me years as a minister to understand the difference. While some women are called beyond the duties of their home to a more visible ministry, others, like my mom are always working behind the scenes praying for, encouraging and supporting her family.

She is with the Lord today, and I am quite sure upon her arrival in heaven she tried to slip in quietly and go unnoticed. Mom, thanks for who you were and all you did for your family. We love you!

May 7, 2007

Uncertain, Texas

This past weekend Preacher's Wife and I were at The Church at Grace Creek in Longview, Texas. Our friends, Pastor David and Pamela Benson, took us antiquing on Saturday to the little East Texas town of Jefferson. On our way there I came across another small town with an unusual name. It is on the border of Texas and Louisiana at Caddo Lake. It's the town of Uncertain, population 150. Supposedly, it was named Uncertain because for many years they were not sure if it was in Texas or Louisiana. No disrepect for anyone who lives in this little paradise, but I think I might have do something about getting the name changed if I lived there, but I am not sure. I am certain though that I would change the name of the church if I pastored there.

May 2, 2007

Two deer friends...

Preacher's Wife and her friend Cheri Dyer from Houston are Sisters on the Fly who have become good friends. Our families were together Sunday at the Guadulupe River Ranch near Boerne where I was able to get this great picture.

April 30, 2007

Showing Off

Yesterday Preacher's Wife and I, along with Ernie and Lyn Fitzpatrick and a few friends from their church, were given a tour of Guadulupe River Ranch eight miles north of Boerne. For sometime now we have been looking for a place to have ministry retreats or a place for spiritual renewal and refreshing. We were highly impressed with this place. But you know me I was looking for a picture.

April 28, 2007

Welcome Home Family

I would think everyone knows what it is like after being away from home for a few days, to finally get back home to friends, family, your faithful dog who has missed you, and most of all YOUR OWN BED. It was great to be away with Preacher's Wife for a total of 20 days. But sitting on the plane looking out over San Antonio as we approached touchdown we looked at each other and smiled and both knew what the other was thinking. The yard was green, the house was clean and our King Charles Cavalier BO (Bogart) was so glad to see us.I think since so few even read blogs on the weekends that I will take a couple days off and do absolutely NO-THING.

April 21, 2007

From a Sister on the Fly to an Arab Maiden

Preacher's wife has truly enjoyed herself while in Jordan. She seems to be able to fit into any culture. Friday evening before we left Jordan we were taken to a very nice Jordanian restaurant. The food was spectacular and we had a wonderful time with our new friends Dikran and Annie Salbashian, and our long-time friends the Hibberts from London. I passed on the sheep brains but ate just about everything else that was set before me.

April 19, 2007

Enjoying our time in Jordan

I learned a long time ago to mix a little pleasure with my work. Preacher's wife and I were in Amman for 4 days meeting and sharing with pastors. Then on Sunday I was invited to preach at a local church, morning and evening, where Dikran Salbashian is the pastor. We enjoyed ourselves immensly. On Monday we headed for the Dead Sea to spend a few days relaxing and enjoying the scenery. The time is soon coming to an end when we will leave Jordan and head back to London for a week of ministry before returning to Texas. It has been a very enlightening trip for me. I have a somewhat different perspective of the Middle East having been here just a week.

April 12, 2007

Talk About Ancient Future

We arrived safely in Jordan and have settled in for our Pastor/Leader Conference. I thought you would enjoy this picture. I had just finished reading Leonard Sweet's book, The Gospel According To Starbucks. This picture intrigued me. Amman the capital of Jordan has a population of two million people and 5 Starbucks. I guess I didn't expect even one, but boy am I ever pleased.

April 10, 2007

A Proper Flea Market

We arrived in London Monday morning and spent the rest of the day recuperating, after our long flight. Today our friends the Hibberts took us to Kempton Park to what they refer to as an antique fair. In Texas we call it a flea market. I think the reason it is called an antique fair is because everyone was speaking proper English and drinking hot tea. Call it what you will, it was an upscale flea market.
We leave tomorrow for Amman, Jordon where we will be for the next 10 days. I am not sure we will have internet access. If so I will post pictures for you.

April 6, 2007

Departing Sunday For Jordan

Preacher's Wife and I leave Sunday for Amman, Jordan. This is our first trip to Jordon where we will be doing a Pastor/Leader’s Conference with our friends Ron and Gretel Hibbert from London.

Politically and Spiritually, Jordan is one of the most strategic countries in the Middle East. Along with Egypt, it is one of the more tolerant countries in that region.

There are only about 30 spirit-filled churches in the whole country. Pastors and Leaders do not have access to training and therefore it is easy to become discouraged when faced with restrictions.

These leaders live and work under great pressure and need good Bible based training, as well as prayer and encouragement. This is what we will endeavor to do. We will keep you posted with updates and pictures throughout our trip.