Good Morning!! Before the rest of the story..... Tuesday I shared of our journey with my B, Monday we sat in the doctors office as he shared the news of B's arm, what the doctor saw on the xray was not good, a torn UCL in his throwing arm, meaning a ligament and as I said our hearts were broken. My B is a pitcher and plays short stop and needs his powerful arm to hurl that little white ball acrossthe field. Back in September, B had made his way to Amarillo for a game..... this team he was playing with did not have enough players for the tourny so they called and ask B to come play. Shelby receives a call ..." I am on my home Dad, I hurt my arm.... and this is how it started.... the first advice rest and see what happens. and it was never better. I told of my precious family coming together for prayer..... Surgery always a possibility but time is running out for surgery and a year or more of healing.... he only has 2 more seasons left before graduating. Before I shared his jourey with yall on Tuesday, Shelby and I were driving into work Tuesday morning, both dreading his MRI and I tell Shelby.... "I am claiming that our heavenly father has got this..... that what the doctor saw is not there today.... I believe in the POWER of prayer" We have been waiting for the results and the greatly anticipated call came yesterday right before lunch started... " There is no tear in your sons arm, his arm is sprang and very worn but we believe we can get it there to play again" Shelby is receiving this news tears start running down his face.....tears of pure joy, relief and giddyness!! Happy Beautiful Thursday yall.... I truly believe in the power of prayer and to watch my B at 17 embrace what he was facing.... I honestly have no words. We have received a lot of phone calls since Tuesday, friends reading my words of B's injuries and they get it... they are baseball parents that have a heart of passion for the game. I was talking to one of them and my words, "I think what breaks my heart is this is what he has been groomed for....high school baseball....this is his passion, what do we do without it!!" and then my heavenly father speaks to me very clearly and reminds me... "No, he has been groomed to be a man of God to live his life for me.... baseball is just a small gift I have blessed him with". WOW, lessoned learned!!! My heart is full, thank you for your prayers.... In this beautiful life we have been given we ALL will face disappointment, heartache, scary diagnoises but we always have HOPE and FAITH..... We are HIS children.... and he wants us to be groomed to let his light shine for all to see. I will change my words.... my B has not been groomed for baseball....he has been groomed to be an amazing strong man of God and all the other blessings are icing on this beautiful cake called life. The power of prayer.... there are no limits.... and it changes your perspective on whatever has your life upside down. May you bow your head and call his name he already knows what is going on, he just wants you to come to him and spend time with him!! FAITH, HOPE, LOVE and prayer these are what we are groomed for!!!
I opened the Cast Iron Grill in October 2007. Lots of changes have happened in the last 5 1/2 years. The CIG started with 55 seats in an office building located at 18th and K. After five years, we were bursting at the seams with now 167 seats, and 24 wonderful co-workers working on top of eachother to make it happen. 2012 the Lord chose a different journey for the CIG. We relocated the CIG and opened our doors on January 2nd, 2013, just four blocks away from the old location! It has changed my world completely! All of these stories are the happenings of the people and the joy and celebration that make the CIG what it is.