Friday, September 15, 2017

Friday Night Football

I grew up in Texas.  And, for those of you that do not know, football is king.  Every high school in the state that can field a team was playing tonight.  Some in huge stadiums, some in not so big stadiums.  In little towns, like Borger, most of the town goes.

I was little when I started going to watch the Borger Bulldogs play on Friday night.  My family went to every home game.  By the time I was in junior high and high school, it was a lot more fun to go with friends than family.

It has been a long time since I have been to a Friday night football game in Borger.  But, I went tonight with Janet and Rick.  I had fun.  The stadium.  The lights. The band. The fight song  The traditions.  The memories.

Many years ago, Tanya and I spent many Friday nights cheering our team.

Shauna came and sat with us, too.

In the section next to us, the class of '77 was having a reunion.  The class of  '74 had our own mini reunion.

Borger did not win tonight.  I think that has been the case many times this season.  I still had fun.

The first game in this stadium was played in 1952.  At the end of this season, 2 more home games, this stadium will be torn down and new stadium built. 

It is kind of sad to see this old stadium go.

Sunday, September 10, 2017

I Cried A Million Tears

Twenty  five years ago, the Tindalls moved to Antioch.  Antioch has never been the same.  We were never the same.

In our neighborhood, everyone was new.  The neighborhood was full of kids.  We made friends quickly.  Our church was full of warm, welcoming people.  Again we made friends quickly.  Those deep friendships that last a life time.

As in every place, I have lived there has been some bad things happen, but there are many  sweet memories that were made in Antioch.  Haunted houses.  The food pantry.  Neighborhood parties.  Many, many more.

I have been blessed to be in Antioch since Tuesday afternoon.  The changes and growth are unbelievable.  I rode around with my mouth open saying, "I can't believe this."

Antioch, you were good to me this week.  You have always been good to me.  I have seen one friend from my neighborhood and several from church.  I did not see everyone, but I saw several.

This morning in church, it felt like home.  Even after all these years.  Tonight in church, there was a song service and then ice cream fellowship.  The songs.  The friends.  The memories.  They overpowered me.  During one song, I had the whole row crying.  I thought I might do it again.  I didn't.

Yes, I have cried a million tears this week.  Good friends and good memories do that to me.

Until next time, Antioch.

Sunday, August 27, 2017

New From Casa de Esperanza

When I made my very first trip to Honduras in 2003, some people were starting blogs and sharing all kinds of things.  I proclaimed that I would never have a blog and share my thoughts with the world.  When we moved to Honduras in 2007, I changed my tune a bit.  I decided to write a blog.  But mostly for my mother.  I was very faithful to the blog, normally writing 15-20 times a month.  I knew my mother had copies of them and read and reread each blog.

I have always enjoyed writing and I enjoyed the blog.  It was a great stress releaser.  I found comfort and peace in sharing my thoughts with the world. 

My mom died 16 months ago and I have written very few blogs since then, only 11 about Casa de Esperanza.  It has been hard to organize my thoughts, much less get them on the blog.  I do miss my mom, but that is not the only reason that there has been so few updates and blogs. 

I have said it before that the children at Casa de Esperanza have come from lives of abuse and abandonment.  These are hard issues for children.  They are harder for adolescents.  Normal teenage problems are magnified many times over.  I have dealt with some really hard stuff.  On a monthly, weekly, daily, and sometimes an hourly basis.  These children are hurting.  When I finally get into my house, I am exhausted, both physically and emotionally.  The things the children and I are dealing with are painful.  It is too exhausting to try to recite in a blog.  I cry out to God each night for guidance and wisdom.  I fall into bed, sometimes not even eating supper, knowing everything was not resolved and it will be waiting in the morning. 

Some of the kids have messed up.  Badly.  Praise God for grace and second chances.  We all need that.  We are fighting for these kids' future, their living future and their eternal future.  This is hard guys and the kids and I need your prayers.  Daily.

Some of the things that I feel I can discuss: Fernando had an ultrasound on his jaw because the doctor thought there was a tumor there.  Fortunately, there was not, but tests are still being done to determine what it is.  Yair, too, is having tests.  Some of the kids are repeating grades this year.  There is some ADD problems.  There are some really serious emotional problems.  And, of course, the never ending battle to get enough money in to take care of these kids and their needs.  It is just overwhelming much of the time.

Even in the midst of the problems and the heartache, there are good things.  Funny things.  Tender endearing moments.  Fernando is in the band.  Katy and Daniela were selected for enrichment classes that include English and computer classes.  The girls are learning to sew and make tortillas and other useful things.  The boys have made some lamps and are taking on more of the yard work.  A couple of the girls have worked really hard in counseling and their attitudes, work ethic, self-esteem are improving.

I am grateful for the people that pray for us and support us.  I solicit your prayers.  If you wish to make a donation to Casa de Esperanza, donations can be mailed to:
Casa de Esperanza
P.O Box 9222
Columbus, MS 39705 

or you can go to to make an online donation.

Once again, I hope to be more regular with my blog.

Wednesday, June 14, 2017

Sunday Was A Fun Day

The Oklahoma City group (or most of them were from Oklahoma City) was here last week.  They built two houses, had two clinics, fed in the dump and did a market buy and distributed that food.  In addition to all of that, they hosted a fun day for the kids at Casa de Esperanza.

There was a bounce house.

We had a great clown.

Tons of games.

Some facepainting.


Cotton candy.

A little dancing.

Lots of music and a few other shenanigans.

We have had cotton candy and popcorn before, but we had never had a bounce house and a clown.   The clown was very organized and kept things moving and exciting.  Everyone, the children and the group, had fun.  It was a great day.

Sunday, April 30, 2017

I Am Dreaming Of A New Feeding Center

Wednesday, May 3 is Dump Day.  The funds we raise will allow us to continue weekly feedings in the dump.  It will continue feeding five hot meals a week to the children in Buen Samaritano.  We also hope to raise enough to build a new feeding center in Tierras del Padre.

A church was built in Tierras del Padre last summer.  I had the pleasure of worshiping at Tierras del Padre this afternoon.

Luis and I drove up.  I opened the door of the truck and a crowd of kids were standing there looking at the gringa.  Nearly everyone of them said , "Luis." 

The person who had the key to the classroom was not there.  In Honduras, that is really not a problem.  They just had class outside.

Take a good look at this  little princess.  We want her to receive five hot meals a week, don't we?

And this little guy.  He wants to eat, too.

And these.

This guy needs his energy to keep throwing rocks.

Please help us build this feeding center for these children.  At a minimum, pray for dump day.

Donations can be sent to:
Honduras Hope
P.O. Box 9222
Columbus, MS 39705

or go to to make donations online. Please use the dump fund tab.

All donations are tax deductible.

Friday, April 28, 2017

A Lot

It has been a long, hard week.  A lot of appointments.  A lot of trips to town.  A lot of road construction.  A lot of sitting in stopped traffic. A lot of bouncing on rough, bumpy roads.  A lot of cups of coffee.  A lot of homework.  A lot of dirty dishes and dirty laundry.  A lot of meals cooked and eaten.  A lot of receipts.  A lot of juggling schedules.  A lot of heat.  A lot of work.  A lot of laughter.  A lot of tears.  A lot of heart-to-hearts.  A lot of sleepless hours.  A lot of prayers.  A lot of hugs.  A lot of mistakes. A lot of love.  A lot of forgiveness.  A lot of living at Casa de Esperanza.

Friday, April 21, 2017

Pillows, Lamps And Dresses

Last week Doug and Donna came to work with the kids again.  Everyone was out of school and there was a lot of work accomplished.

Doug worked with the six oldest boys, including Yair, making lamps.  I did not think Yair could do this, but with Doug's guidance, he got it done.  I only have pictures of the finished lamps, but I did see boys huddled around Doug many times during the week.

Most of the boys were excited that they would have items to place in the store.

Donna and the girls began the week by making dresses.  Everyone made a dress to wear.  Since the dresses are made the same, the girls did not want to wear them at the same time, but I have seen several being worn during the week.

After all the dresses were complete, the girls began making pillows covers.  They also learned to put in zippers.  The zippers were easier than they thought.  Some of the girls made several pillow covers. 

We were pleased with the girl's progress.  This time more of the girls were able to work independently, both on the dresses and the pillow covers.  This made things go much faster.  Some of the older girls were even able to help the younger ones. 

You will see some pretty new pillow in the store this summer.

The one I said might starve to death if she had to make a living making tortillas, might just be okay.  Her sewing skills are coming along nicely.

A big thanks to Doug and Donna.