Just seeing a few of my preaching buddies in Ft. Worth reminds me how lucky I am that through the years I've had lots of friends in ministry. I've heard older guys talking about not having many friends who were fellow preachers because everyone was so competitive. (That's probably not everyone's experience.) But I've been lucky to experience just the opposite: lots of guys who were watching each other's backs and supporting their ministries in every possible way. I'm thankful for the Abilene guys: Eddie, Dwight, Ris, Phil, Chris, Don, and Terry -- just to name some. And also for Rubel, Rick, Milt, Larry S., Jeff, Larry J., Buddy, Don and so many others. What a blessing it's been in my life! - - - - After spending the morning at the soccer field, I remember how much I love about youth sports . . . and what I don't love. Hearing a coach yell at a player on the opposing team "Quit your crying and get up off the ground" (just before our player had to be helped off the field) makes me so sad. Take away about 10% of the parents and about 5% of the coaches, and little league sports would be amazing! - - - - Enjoy the extra hour of sleep tonight.