From the Shadows of Kyle Field

"Too Anointed to be disappointed and Too Blessed to be depressed"

From the Corner Studio comes today's thought


"Now WHAT?"

up until I left home for college every Sunday was 'church day' for me,  I never missed Sunday School or Church for 18-years.    Perfect attendance for twelve years of public school until my senior year and that was for just a half-day to attend a university in consideration of accepting a scholarship in instrumental music.  I played a cornet(trumpet).  I was baptised in the baptistry of First Baptist Church at the age of six.  I had no idea as to what my 'sins' were, but I knew I needed Jesus.  There is probably no verse of scripture that I've not either read or heard read.  Hymns were like my daily bread.  As a public school choral teacher, it was just good sense to accept a bi-vocational music position in a church.  Beginning with my home church, where I directed my church's adult choir performance of a Christmas Cantata at the age of fifteen, I was part-time minister of music for churches in Texas, Nevada and North Carolina.  The only denominations I missed were Catholic and Church of Christ.  In Texas I led worship in Huntsville, Bryan, College Station, Cedar Bayou, Pampa, Amarillo and Brenham.  In Las Vegas I worked in three Baptist churches and in North Carolina, two more. It was in North Carolina, in 2007 that I discovered all those years attending church were simply 'jobs'.  I was working and only 'worshiping' when I or my choir sang.  I smoked up until I suffered a TIA in 1988.  I was diagnosed with COPD and that limited my singing.  I've not sung, other than all alone, in nearly twenty-years.  I was in the hospital and rehab for over 40-days just over three years ago and it was there I got a very strong message.  It became obvious that my prodigal days were over.  I left rehab with a new vision of service.  I thought God was reviving my singing voice, but not so.  I had begun a blog called "Family Circle" for my family and former students back in 2000.  I changed it to "waterwader" in 2005 and now here, from under the shadow of Kyle Field, just this year.  I am led to witness to whomever visits, but especially to Aggies from Texas A&M.  My summers pursuing a Master's Degree were totally enjoyable, especially since a thesis wasn't required.  I have tried to recall my profs, but other than Dr. Paul Hensarling and Dr. Earl Jones, I draw a blank.  It required extra hours in Education, Journalism and Management.  With my Master of Education Administration and Public Relations specialization, I was entitled to a nice raise in pay by Bryan Public Schools.  My final year teaching there was 1972.   Today my home is the original one purchased in Bryan in 1963.  My little corner studio is in the Master Bedroom of that house.    I would have never thought to return here, but I learned years ago to 'wait on the Lord and He would deliver'.  What Now?  The love of family and many friends who were former members of my choirs.  The daily sharing of what I have learned about TRUTH over all those years and to share  the sweet, sweet Spirit that can only be found in Jesus Christ. 

And that's what I get from My Box of Chocolates right here in my little corner studio under the shadow of Kyle Field.

AMEN

James G Austin, MED/PR'69

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"This Is Your Life"

When I was younger and read this passage from the New Testament, it troubled me.  "I was certainly not ready to die, even though I believed and loved Jesus, I wanted to live, just like anyone would".  Now, I know just what Jesus meant.  Life was a gift with a purpose and that purpose was to simply live to glorify God:  "For whoever wants to save their life will lose it, but whoever loses their life for me will find it."(Matthew 16:25)  As I began to study further, it became obvious that God created me for a purpose.  He gave me specific gifts for a purpose. "He created me for HIS purpose, so why invest all that and then have it destroyed?"      Then, the Holy Spirit did his job by clarifying this a bit.  We are here on earth to Glorify God, Period!  We are here on earth to be a witness to a lost world.  We are rewarded with eternal life if we LIVE a Christlike life, willing to suffer, whatever the SINinster minister dishes out,  with courage and faith.  We are here to do as God would have us do as His 'Church'.  We must be willing to suffer loss regardless, in order to gain Glory with God!  We must LIVE to SERVE Him!  Jesus Christ walked this earth, breathing God's clean air, in perfect obedience, suffering much more than the body can bare, for you and for me.  His life is a very high standard of example of courage and conviction.  There may come a time when I must suffer just as Christ suffered, but by standing on the promise that God will provide, I will serve Jesus through it all! Whatever comes will not be as bad as what comes should I fail God!  I haven't always had that courage and strength, donchaknow.  I have failed to live a righteous life, but still am Too Anointed to be Disappointed and Too Blessed to be Depressed, so how could I ever fail now?  "I never worry, for why should I worry, though shadows may come my way?  Never Alone, because I know My Lord is with me!  Never Alone, he's always standing by.  Jesus has promised to take my hand and guide me.  Never Alone, No, Never Alone am I".  For this, I am eternally grateful. My Faith in Jesus Christ and His Promise sustains me through it all, forever.  That is the True Story of Every Believer's Life.

And that's what I get from My Box of Chocolates here in my little corner studio under the shadow of Kyle Field.

  AMEN

James G Austin, MED/PR'69

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"The Slippery Slope"

We are living Media Make-believe.  It's like the old TV show called, "Twilight Zone"!  If the polls are correct, it could be the beginning of the end for America.  IF illegals, paid by some Democrats are allowed to vote,  then it will take a miracle for our Democracy to continue.  It is very difficult for me to believe that Americans would even consider voting for anyone other than Donald J. Trump.  To do otherwise will go against everything our nation stands for.  I will say this to those of you who vote against common sense: "YOU are messing with God's Plan and God's Plan has never been for America to go Socialist, NEVER!"   God's Plan has been doing very well, even with all the sinful decisions we have been making for all the years.  COVID-19 is simply a test of our Faith. God is Merciful and HE will do as promised, but we must do the right thing.   IF we fail to allow President Trump to continue his mission of draining the swamp,  we will reap a whirlwind and those who so proudly hail change had better have a guaranteed pair of asbestos underwear.  IF anyone goes for the lies of the Democratic/Socialistic Party, There'll be a hot time in the Old Town.  America must never change to the left.  America needs to turn Right, Right NOW!  The slope we are now on is very, very slippery, donchaknow.  Upright Aggies know this to be true and will never lean left!

And that's what I get from My Box of Chocolates from right here in my little corner studio under the shadow of Kyle Field.

AMEN

  James G Austin,MED/PR'69

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For over 80 years I've been absolutely astonished at what a deep East Texas boy can do by leaving it all up to God.  I have been too anointed to be disappointed and too blessed to be depressed.  I have walked through doors of opportunity without fear of failure. I have failed, but it didn't dampen my spirit.  I have been called conceited and some may have thought me arrogant, but I truly was not afraid to try, and if given the opportunity, to continue to improve.  I now believe that I was gifted with a vast supply of assurance.  Once I met Jesus Christ it was Blessed Assurance.  I began a career in radio by sitting down and going 'live' on a nightly good music format at a station in the Panhandle of Texas.  At that time, I was teaching choral music in the local public school. I had always been curious about broadcasting and  so I took my lunch break at the school and walked a short distance to the local radio station to simply apply for week-ends, I was hired and was told that they would call whenever there was time to train me. It didn't happen that way.  The very afternoon I had applied,  I was asked to  'try' covering for the night man who had up and quit that day.  it came easy, but not so smooth that first night.  It got better and I worked there up until summer when I drove to Amarillo and applied for summer substitution for the on-air personalities at KFDA. Twelve weeks later one of the full-time staff didn't return so I got his gig and was thrilled. The only problem was that he worked Monday through Friday and  then again on Sunday afternoon.  KFDA studios included both radio and television.  It was during one of those Sunday afternoons that the talent that was to do a one minute commercial during an NFL game,  was in a fender-bender and couldn't make it on time to do the spot. (KFDA studios were located eight miles outside of the city) I had just begun a longplay album by Montavani when the director of TV came yelling down the corridor for "someone who can read!"  He looked in my control room and signaled for me to come out.  He said, "Put a longplaying record on and come with me".  I went with him.  I happened to have a golf shirt on with shorts and we found a jacket and clip-on tie. He game me a legal size page with a bunch of writing. I asked, "How long do I have?"  "About 10 minutes, and don't worry about all that written just memorize Davis Tire and the phone number.  You stand in front of the Goodyear sign and I will not shoot you waste down.  The cameraman will point and you look at the little red light. Say something until he gives you a circle sign. When he closes his hand, shut-up!" I got through the minute throuogh the minute and have no idea what I said.  I got back to radio and thought, "Austin, you are simply nuts"!  Not long after that, the director again appeared at my control room window giving me the "you've got a call sign".  I answered and was greeted by, "Who the Hell are You!"  I told him and said

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