14th Annual KOZ Gala & Fundraiser
It was fishing day with the KOZ boys. I don’t know any boy who doesn’t like fishing, especially a KOZ boy. For a summer day it seemed cool. It was over 100 every day leading up to fishing day, but somehow on this day it was low 90s with cloud cover and a breeze. It …
Catching can save a boys life and a mens ministry Read More »
This weekend we celebrate fathers. What a special gift a father is. But in our world today the reality is that half our kids do not have a father at home, in some communities it is 80% or more. The church has a powerful platform to speak into the broken home. Here is our thoughts …
Today Many Churches only get father’s day half right Read More »
I didn’t like it at first. Every morning as the sun came up over the pond out front, I could feel him. It was a strange, eerie feeling. You might know the sensation that someone is looking at you. Then he would nudge me — he wanted to start the day and I was part …
Rick Magee/KOZ I was a little guy when I first saw my uncle’s Bass Tracker boat. Looking back now, it wasn’t anything special or bright and shiny by the world of fishing boat standards, but it completely captured me. It was aluminum with Bass Tracker’s orange/brown paint and carpet scheme, steering wheel, a trolling motor, and a …
When I left there that day I was mad. I usually don’t leave the movies mad, but this time I was seething. It wasn’t the movie; it wasn’t the people sitting next to us. I was emotionally fired up because the movie was a powerful depiction of real men, honorable men, men who were willing …
Steve was one of my brother’s friends. Two years older and so much wiser and, of course, super cool. I don’t remember why I was with him that day in the woods but I was following him on the trails through thick and thin. Then, in a moment he stopped and looked me directly in …
I was pretty young when we lived on Indigo. We were there till I was 10 maybe. These were the days every dad on the block rolled out his mower on Saturdays and cut smooth the thick St. Augustine grass that grew well in the humid Houston, Texas area. Even with the perfect mow lines …
The lights of Las Vegas were especially bright and colorful that week, it was Christmas. Everywhere you looked there were reminders that the season was upon us. I was happy to be there working and happy to see my dad. Dad left our family when I was 13. He was an alcoholic and the summer …
Christmas Was Everywhere, Well Everywhere Except… Read More »
I was raised an asphalt cowboy. I have always lived in or close to the major metropolitan areas of Texas. As a boy I ran barefoot in the bar ditches and bayous of Houston, Texas. I carried my trusted Red Ryder BB gun or Benjamin Pellet gun everywhere. I wore oversize cowboy boots, faded denim …
Well in Texas the temps are headed down. We should not crack 100 all next week. It may come back but I think for the most part, summer is on the down side. Even with the 100 plus temps outside in the last few weeks my buddies and I have started talking hunting. Dove hunting …
Deer Hunting, Peter the Apostle…Get out of the Boat Read More »
