Hope and I did not know what to do. There were practical choices and yet Father Richard was suggesting a crazy option. We wished that someone would build kindergarten through college education, but we knew that we could not. We had nothing, were sad, and practical was practicable. The practicle option was not here and we would have to leave the city of the twenty-first century: Houston. Houston? We had thought God had called us here, but that was gone with... Read more













