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Wednesday, July 1, 2026
Tuesday, June 30, 2026
Another Gotcha Day
Monday, June 29, 2026
Rex
Sunday, June 28, 2026
Hollywood Domino
Saturday, June 27, 2026
Visit to the Sorta White House?
For those in this group that do not know, Rex is a pillar of KidPak. To me he’s sort of one of the “founding fathers” of this children’s ministry.
For background, KidPak started with karaoke worship: no musicians, but instead one lead singer that sang along with a pre-recorded track of music on a CD player.
Rex was part of a team that brought our worship to the next level. I will always see him on our KidPak stage on one side, Chris Smith on the other, permanently establishing a live worship band that we could only dream of previously. Ben Wood and his family brought us the ability to have a live worship band, but then Rex and Chris were there to make it what we have today.
But he was more than just a musician. He was a presence on stage and off stage. He was a force of joy, hanging out with the kids in the classrooms or in the halls, because he was just a big kid himself. Students knew he was the real deal. I remember Summer Xtreme as his playground - he wasn’t afraid to get soaking wet, or even covered in pie. He would do anything for this ministry - even as a part of the acting team for skits.
I’ll forever remember him with that huge sombrero on his head during one series of skits, a massive smile on his face as he yells out, “Whazzup!” The kids screamed back and absolutely ate it up. He was a rockstar, even without the guitar.
And then there was the weekend when my wife Zena had emergency surgery to remove a cancerous tumor. Rex and others actually came to the hospital, all dressed as pirates, and made a raid on that hospital room, bringing so much joy to Zena and the rest of the staff. It was such a hit with the staff that Rex and the pirates were immediately invited over to the children’s area to bring bright smiles to those young faces too.
Rex was a light unto the world. I never remember a time where he walked into a room and darkened the atmosphere. He was a servant to all, a shining example and challenge to all of what we should be. He was a gift. He made everyone’s lives better just by being here. Someday I hope we can all sit down together in heaven, and just be a part of the crowd that’s listening to him play that incredible guitar with a worship band there. He may already be jamming with them now.
We don’t mourn like those who have no hope, but nevertheless, I can’t believe he’s not with us here. It’s so tough.
I can’t wait to see him again. I know the first words he’ll yell out to me when he sees me: “Whazzup!”
Mom and I were at Aurelio's! That was nice, and Mom brought home some leftovers. The rest of the evening was quiet, with Mom and I checking out the movie "The Sheep Detectives," and after that the Braves game on BravesVision. It's been tough to watch this team the last few weeks - I think it would have been okay if we were this bad to begin with, but the fact that we all had such hope? We're still in the lead of the National League East, but only because some of those other teams lost ten in a row to start out with and we had a really great head start. Well, to sum up, we lost today. Not entirely because of our pitching, but because we can't score runs. We got shut out again tonight.
Okay, enough of that. My blood pressure goes up as these games goes along! Time to get some rest. We read tonight from our book, and then it was time for prayers, and some sleep.




























