23 years. It seems like just yesterday he convinced me to sneak out of 6th grade Sunday School and we joined the sophomore class (we were advancing well beyond our years). High school, and separation through college, and back again. And now 23 years. My goodness we are old. But praise God for the life he’s had- such a testimony of grace and conviction. God’s used him mightily even within the past year, and it’s only beginning. I’m looking forward to at least few more years of service with you. Press on…we might be old, be we can still ball with the best of ’em.
And now a handful of pics from the celebration:
