Spring. I love that word especially after a winter like we have had. The cold and grey does that to you. It’s relentless hold on nature presses against hope. But then out of nowhere, a seed that fell to the ground during winter’s first assault sprouts. The miracle of life and creation’s source of anticipation breaks through the frozen lifeless ground. The scrawny looking arms of the leafless tress suddenly become covered with knobby little buds that challenge winter’s last bluffs. And then one day it happens. An explosion of color and growth and with it a dissipation of hopelessness and fear that this would be the year that spring wouldn’t return.Read More
I had a revelation the other day. I’m hoping that it will speak to your heart this Christmas season. Joseph had a dream, his second dream from an angel. In this particular dream the angel told Joseph to take Mary and the baby Jesus and walk across the desert hundreds of miles to Egypt. No convenience stores or hotels along the way; to a country with a different language and they would travel through territory where thieves could appear at any moment.Read More
I am not sure why but it just seems to be a place for personal revelation -- an epicenter of heavenly downloads. Something unexplainable happens as I sit among the majestic Cypress that line the shimmering crystalline Sabinal River. The Cypress needles are dressed in their elegant autumn red. The scent of a chimney’s first fire stirs the soul and awakens some ancient emotion. The feathery cirrus clouds hang high above the v shaped patterns of the ushers of change. The caress of the long anticipated north breeze breaks the hold of summer causing it to drift ever further south to the lower hemisphere. It’s a new season…Read More
Here is a Utopia Christmas tree. It’s my present to you since you can’t be here right now. I thought you would like it. Like me you long to be in such a place… to catch a glimpse of the daily “Obra Maestra” painted upon the backdrop of Utopia. This one left me breathless as I walked the Sabinal River bed. The peculiar silence offered a stage for this demonstration of awe. I watched as God’s brush stroke of colors caused the heart shaped ornaments to applaud in celebration.Read More
We moved 12 times by the time I was 12. I had gotten tired of making friends only to lose them. So I began to hang out with my dog, Lassie, each afternoon after school. That was all my heart could handle.Read More
It was a Sunday evening in early February many years ago. I had gone home for the weekend. I was attending college at the time across town from where my parents lived so it was not a major trip home. It was a chance to catch up with my parents, get my clothes washed, and have a few home cooked meals. I had gone to church with them that morning.
A few months prior to this day I had seen a beautiful young lady sing at church.Read More
Our movie, Seven Days in Utopia, had come and gone from the theaters by early October 2011. So what was to follow? Well the first thing was distribution of the DVD. We wanted a quick turnaround so that the DVD could be in the retail stores by Christmas. We needed a miracle for that to happen. It was well into October and most Christmas marketing strategies by the major retailers were set.Read More
I was the Sport Psychologist for the San Antonio Spurs. It was the week of the NBA Finals and the Spurs were in. They were playing for the World Championship. In my line of work this was seen as the pinnacle of success. I was looking forward to the experience but there was a dilemma.Read More
Golf has many interesting terms for wayward shots. Duck hook, shank, slice, chunk, chili dip, fat, skank, are just a few. There is also the dreaded double-cross. While these others come as surprises to most, the double cross happens when we actually play for the ball to intentionally move in one direction but the opposite happens.Read More
I thought I needed a publisher. I had just finished writing my first book, Seven Days in Utopia: Golf’s Sacred Journey. So I sought out a friend in the publishing industry who represented one of the most prolific Christian authors of all times. He was helpful getting the book in front of several major publishers. Their feedback was similar - we don’t have a category for a fiction, golf, sport psychology, men’s ministry book. They turned it down. There was no one in the industry it seemed that could catch the vision. It was a major disappointment.Read More
When a movie is made, the final piece in the final edit is to create the score (background music). In essence the score helps meld the pieces together and helps shape the soul of the film.
As we were approaching the end of our edit for Seven Days in Utopia, our composer, who had been signed, sealed, and delivered, backed out because of a conflict with a bigger more important movie.Read More