Thursday, January 10, 2008
Thanks for Praying for my Mom
Monday, January 7, 2008
Please pray for my Mom.
Please pray for my mother Billie Millar. She will be in the hospital about a week if all goes well. It will take about 6 months or so to get over it.
Tuesday, January 1, 2008
Happy New year
Tuesday, December 25, 2007
Merry Christmas "2007 The year of the singing tooth brush"
We had Church members from the Spanish side of our church and our neighbors over for Christmas Dinner today. We had turkey, ham, and more food than we could eat. Our neighbor literally took a wheelbarrow of leftovers home.
Great Day!
Friday, December 21, 2007
Highlights from 2007
Brandon and Amy were married last Feb. They are now living in Dallas Brandon is working as an accountant with Grant Thornton and Amy is teaching school. They have just bought their first home in the Dallas area.
This is Ruben and the praise team in Spanish..... We launch this new church in April 2007...We launch the Spanish speaking church in Paamul. We have seen God changing lives through our worship services in Paamul and our small group. We believe God is going to use this group to make a big impact in 08….
We started building our house in August of this year and we hope to move in Monday.
Our bedroom
Glass block in the bathroom
Upstairs room in the small house
Tuesday, December 18, 2007
Monday, December 17, 2007
7 more days until Christmas
We are working on the gas, electricity and plumbing today.... We need your prayers that all this will come together today.
When you think of Christmas we think of Peace, or a silent night but the first Christmas was really not a silent night.
I like that new Randy Travis Song "LABOR OF LOVE"
It was not a silent night, there was blood on the ground
You could hear a woman cry in the alleyway that night on the streets of David's town
And the stable was not clean and the cobblestones were cold
And little Mary full of grace with tears upon her face had no mother's hand to hold
It was a labor of pain, it was a cold sky above
But for the girl on the ground in the dark with every beat of her beautiful heart
It was a labor of love
Noble Joseph by her side, No midwives to be found on the streets of David's town in the middle of the night
So he held her and he prayed, shafts of moonlight on his face
But the baby in her womb, he was the maker of the moon
He was the Author of the Faith that could make the mountains move
It was a labor of pain, it was a cold sky above
But for the girl on the ground in the dark with every beat of her beautiful heart
It was a labor of love
For little Mary full of grace, with tears on her face
It was a labor of love
It was not a silent night, on the streets of David's town