Not sure what else I would title this.

My friend Miriam sent me this photo.  She said she couldn’t resist snapping it after she saw these two in conversation (while having a snack at a small reception at the church).  I love that there is such a culture of intergenerational fellowship at our church.   I am just as likely to find my kids visiting with someone 50 years their senior as I am to find them chatting with someone their own age.  This goes for all my kids.

This summer, I heard a research article summarized on a radio broadcast.  It said that young people who stayed involved in church into adulthood could identify 4 non-family member adults who they had friendships/relationships with at church as youth.  At this point my kids could “boast” of way more than double that number.  I am exceedingly grateful for this.  We all but left our church in 2011, but God saw fit to direct us back.  It’s worked out spectacularly.