Surprise, Surprise, Surprise

The last time I posted on here, Austin was an infant. Now he is not. I didn't know this still existed. Hopefully I'll be able to post a little more in the future. As it is here's the family, growing up.

                                    Austin and Courtney at the Braves game.

                                                               

                        Landry looking for something good to hit   (means anything he thinks he can reach)

Baseball Season

Surgery

On March 9 Austin went in for surgery. He had his tonsils/adenoids removed and tubes placed in both ears. No such thing as minor surgery when anesthesia is involved. With prayer everything went fine. Below are a few pictures from the big day at the hospital.

"I love my mom. But she is up to something. Not my choice of clothing."

The experience allowed us to find out that Austin is a 'happy drunk'. Hopefully this is the one and only time.

Poor Baby.

Reynosa 3/10

In October I was blessed with the opportunity to go with a group from the Methodist church to Reynosa, Mexico for a medical mission. Well, I was able to go again. They go every six months and, God willing, I will be traveling with them again on many occasions. This trip was MUCH different than the first. Of course I had done it once, but more than that our numbers swelled from 6 to 17 and our Spanish speakers increased from 1 to 5. That made things so much better. We got an early start Thursday (415am) and met up with a group from Baton Rouge at a Wharton, TX barbecue joint. After the nourishmen we continued our journey and arrived in Mexico around 8. There we met Willie Berman who is VIM's (Volunteers in Mission) coordinator for the area. Super guy. He does a wonderful job. The next two days were spent working the free clinics through local churches. All told we saw 190 patients. The coolest thing about the trip was the prayer service we attended on Friday night. About 200 people were gathered to pray against the growing drug violence in the area. Its an indescribeable experience to see people worshiping God in another language. It reinforces how large our God is. After 30 minutes Willie walked on stage and began preaching. After a few minutes he asked us to stand and walk to the front. We knelt at the alter and he began praying for us. Others began laying hands on us. There must have been 30 people with their hands on our backs and shoulders. They were also praying aloud. It was unbeleivable. I could feel God's power coursing through me. Something that MUST be experienced. Both of my trips have been awesome. I look forward to many more. I'll be posting many pics over the next couple of weeks. Please enjoy.

50s Night at Awanna

More Snow Pictures

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