Life is a mist and vanishes
I’m writing this as I’m about to go to a wedding – the daughter of two friends from college. I was a groomsman in her parents’ wedding many years ago, and it seems like just yesterday that I was visiting her when she and her twin sister were babies. Her dad, now a Captain in the Navy, was then a young Navy officer stationed at Pearl Harbor. Thinking about this as that baby is about to walk down the aisle reminds me of something I heard Billy Graham say at a crusade almost thirty years ago. “The greatest surprise of my life is how brief it is.” You always hear time flies. But the older you get, the faster it seems to go! One day I was a first-time uncle, and now my niece is driving a car. It doesn’t seem that long ago that Alma Renn was teaching me how to properly light the candles at church, or that Mildred Burroughs was teaching me in Sunday School. I am so grateful for their Christian witness, and for the service of all of those who taught me and formed me in our community. That wa