Best place to end the track season. UIL STATE CHAMPIONSHIP.

We’ve created a school system where the students who follow the rules get the least attention… because all the energy goes into managing the ones who don’t.

Dear parents, Your child does not need to be the smartest in the class, the best on the field, or the most talented in the room. But they do need to be teachable. We are raising a generation that can Google anything, yet too many are forgetting how to listen, how to respect, and how to learn. Being teachable is not about grades or intelligence. It is about humility. It is about knowing you do not have all the answers. It is about being open when someone is trying to help you grow. Our job is not to raise kids who always get it right. It is to raise kids who can take feedback without shutting down. Who can admit when they are wrong. Who can disagree without being disrespectful. Who can be corrected without becoming defensive. Because in the long run, teachability will take them further than talent alone.

Joseph of Arimathea pulled a corpse off a cross with his bare hands. Blood under his fingernails. The weight of a dead man sagging into his arms. He wrapped God in linen, pressed the fabric into wounds that were still wet. Nicodemus brought seventy-five pounds of burial spice. A king's funeral for a man the world just murdered. They carried Him into a hole in the rock and rolled the stone shut. And everything you've ever done went in with Him. Every night you can't sleep because of what you did. Every morning, you can't look in the mirror. The thing you did to her. The thing you did to them. The lie you've been carrying so long it feels like bone. The version of you that drinks alone and pretends tomorrow will be different. That man was buried with Christ. Stone sealed. Done. Not managed. Not in therapy. Not on a payment plan with God where you slowly earn your way back. Buried. In a tomb. Under rock. Gone. Three days of silence. Three days of a cold body in the dark. Then the stone moved. And when He walked out, the grave clothes were folded on the slab. He didn't stumble out tangled in death. He left it sitting there like a man who's done with the clothes he used to wear. Lazarus needed someone to unwrap him. Death still clung to him even after he was breathing. Jesus folded His own burial linen and walked out clean. That's the difference between religion and resurrection. Religion unwraps you slowly. Asks you to manage your sin. Attend the class. Read the book. Try harder next week. Resurrection says the man who walked into that tomb is dead. The man who walked out doesn't know him. You're not fixing the old you. The old you is in a sealed tomb in Jerusalem, and he's not coming back. The man reading this, the one who thinks he's too far gone, you're not too far. You're already buried. The funeral happened two thousand years ago. Now get up. The stone's already moved. The linen's already folded. Walk out.

"I love coach, with all my heart" ❤️ Emanuel Sharp on his time with Coach Sampson #MarchMadness

Happy 22nd birthday @BenStill21 ! We are very proud of you and can’t wait to see what this year brings.

Graduate! So proud of you @BenStill21 Go Coogs!

Very proud of @BenStill21 He will be graduating from the University of Houston on December 18. What an amazing experience he had being a manager for @UHCougarMBK to being on the bench at the National Championship. Go Coogs!

Always good to get this kind of mail! You continue to make us proud @BenStill21 ! @UHCougarMBK

My classroom for today. Galveston Beach Run

31st first day of school as an educator in the books! Off to another great year.

Great hire! Congratulations @BranfordJones5

My brother! God has big things in store for you!

Forever grateful for you Coach! @quannasbwhite

A tough end, but what a historic season this has been for the Coogs! Thank you for representing Houston with pride. #ForTheCity #MarchMadness

Last time helping warm up the guards for @BenStill21 Thank you @UHCougarMBK and @quannasbwhite for allowing him to be a part of this. Go Coogs!

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