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Memorial Stone Eight: Our Second Arrow!

Some people make your life better by just being in it.  You know the kind of person I am describing. When they walk in a room, you just know that they bring with them love, not a little bit either....they are love walking into your life, and you smile!

Ever since November 29, 1988, our family has had a person who defines what it is to be generally interested in others, a person who I think sometimes, for what ever reason, does not know how much he adds to those around him.  Today I am writing for my wonderful son Ben...because in the 23 years, he has been  on the planet, my life and many many others has been enriched by knowing him!

In fact, my mom once said to me "Ben, is a hug waiting to happen!"

I defy anyone to truly know him, and not love him.  He is a big man, with a heart that is so gentle.  Being his dad is one of the great joys of my life!


Ben is kind!  I love that quality in people.  He really cares about others...maybe too much, because he tends to d…

Memorial Stone Seven: Our First Arrow!

 I met him for the first time on a blistering hot summer day, in August. I had looked forward to meeting him, for a lifetime.  In fact I suppose the thought of actually meeting him, knowing him...started as far back as the mid 1970's.

The anticipation was heightened by the passing of years. I often thought to myself just when will that day come?
There was a span of time when the reality of meeting him...seemed distant, and perhaps impossible. I allowed a thought to at times make it's way into my mind...maybe,  I would never  have the opportunity to actually look him in the eyes, to experience a long awaited...long prayed for encounter.
But summer 1986 came, and with it...the beginning of a deep and abiding relationship!
That 5th day of August 1986, at the All Saint's Episcopal Hospital in Fort Worth, Texas I met him! 
I met, I held... my first born son, Brian for the first time! Laura and I had been married five years, when Brian arrived.
Words are simply a desperately ina…

Memorial Stone Six: Called to Preach!

Trust in the LORD with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make your paths straight. (Proverbs 3:5-6). NIV
     As children we are often asked what are you going to be when you grow up? That question certainly is fun to think about when you’re young and your life stretches out before you like a highway.  
Well meaning adults might ask it perhaps just to fill time, to keep a conversation going…but for children it’s a question that they think about.  As a child I often imagined what my life would be like. Even in junior High (Middle School) I once wrote about that very topic with such detail, that my teacher said “Mark, you are a deep thinker.”
When asked the question, I would reply with whatever occupation seemed most interesting. 

I had an Uncle say to me, you should be a Lawyer, because you ask so many questions!  I made  a bet with a fellow Middle student named David Proctor (Five Bucks) that I would grow up to be a profes…

Memorial Stone Five: A Texas Sized Education!

By wisdom a house is built,
and by understanding it is established;
    by knowledge the rooms are filled
with all precious and pleasant riches. (Proverbs 24:3-4).

     I have always loved to read, I have also always enjoyed school.  Interestingly (Not to the people who read this, who know me) I was not the brightest bulb in my high school classes, especially in math, I was dim! I graduated from High School, but not with honors, in fact the only honor I received, was being voted “Most Gullible.”
The only reason I went to College was because I was 6 lbs overweight and unable to pass a physical and join the Air Force! I am sad now thinking I was once… only 6 lbs overweight :) In between losing the weight (Over a Weekend) one of my best friends talked me into going to College.  I got in on academic probation.  I took basic remedial classes, and my GPA came up to a respectable level.  
After that first year, I transferred to Hardin –Simmons University, the jewel of West Texas, in Abilene, and …