The time frame on this project is 2010, but I’m going to try to hit the ground running by getting started in 2009. There’s no sense in waiting. I want to gather momentum.

Today I was to start a week of vacation. Our family was planning to head to the Metroplex for a few days before Christmas. Tisha’s sister lives in Rockwall. Of course, our other family, the Gappas, live in Dallas. Too, we still have a lot of friends there from our time in Frisco. I wound up, though, sending Tisha and the kids along without me. I’m staying in Clovis to officiate a funeral on Wednesday. I’m going to meet up with Tisha and her family in Houston late Wednesday night.

My plan, now, is to use the time reading, reflecting, as well as getting ready for a funeral. I sense I really need to add margin to my life. That’s “margin” not “margarine.” (That’s for you Brian Nicklaus!) I hate not being with my family, but things happen for a reason. I’ve squandered too many opportunities to grow spiritually of late. I think my family will appreciate it in the end.

Last night I spoke about the importance of passing on the gifts of Forgiveness, Faith, and Friendship. These are invaluable gifts that, consequently, don’t cost a dime! Gotta love that!

In all seriousness, though, such is the nature of grace. We bestow God’s grace through our own actions, passing on from one generation to another the graciousness of a God who gives us what we don’t deserve. I love how Paul equates the immense generosity of the Macedonian churches with grace granted by God (2 Corinthians 8:1ff). Grace is “the gift that keeps on giving.” Literally.

One who’s become a rock solid friend here approached me last night saying, “Man, I needed that.” He really made my day. Of course, as I spoke about friendship, he, along with others, was in view. I hope he sensed it. I think he did.

There is the potential to create something great here at 16th & Pile. Strong bonds are being formed. I think that’s the way Jesus would have it.I’m gratefully that God is letting me be a part of it.

Well, it’s lunchtime here in NM. After lunch I’m to meet with the Darrell’s family to iron out details for his funeral. Please pray that I’m able to say the right things!