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I realize that sounds sacrilegious, but it’s true.  He did fix my lawnmower.  In fact, I see and talk to Jesus just about every day and believe me, it’s quite comforting.  He’s always warm and friendly, eager to listen and help, and is very good at fixing things. He lives in the house next door.… Read More»

(A fun and true summer read-aloud story) There are monkeys in my coconut tree. No, really.  Little capuchin monkeys— the “organ-grinder” kind.  We live a few miles from the Miami Metro Zoo and assume they escaped after one of our hurricanes.  If so, they hiked several miles before finding the county-protected wooded area behind our… Read More»

As a reminder, Piénsalo is simply the Spanish version of Steve Brown’s popular, “You Think About That” 60 second radio broadcasts.  I searched far and wide for a booming Spanish voice similar to Steve’s, but quickly realized it was fruitless.  But we did find a local Spanish pastor who dearly loves the Lord, is a… Read More»

We wanted you to know that this Sunday, June 9th, over 400 pastors across Cuba will be preaching one of my Dad’s sermons. Rather amazing! A few months ago,”Pachy”, the Director of the Los Pinos Nuevos churches in Cuba (the denomination begun by my Grandfather), was visiting us here in Miami. He was a special… Read More»

Warm summer greetings from Miami. I wanted to send you a personal letter to keep you in the loop regarding LOGOI. First, our ministry in Cuba remains vibrant.  You will be excited to know some 7,000 people in Cuba are using our Bible courses.  The vast majority of this group are new believers being trained… Read More»

If you were to look up the word “mother” in the dictionary, you may be quite disappointed to find this blasé definition; “a female parent.”  That’s sort of like defining the sun as, “a big light.” Both are true, but neither definition gets close to what the real thing is.  Besides, everyone knows that being… Read More»

So stated the famous American industrialist, Henry Ford.  Of course, he also thought the Edsel was a good idea, so he wasn’t right about everything. I’ve been thinking much about expectations these days. My youngest son, you see, is a student-athlete at the University of Miami. He enrolled this past June with many ascribed “high… Read More»

I REMEMBER AS IF IT WERE YESTERDAY. It was a hot summer day and as usual, I was shoeless. My little five-year-old feet carried me into our small storage room where I was determined to find out why my Dad had warned me; “Never stick anything into a wall socket.”  I had a screwdriver in… Read More»