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A Joy of Growing Older

I am not one who usually gets excited about growing older.  Generally, the so-called golden years aren't so golden.  However, last night I enjoyed one of the blessings of being around for more than half-a-century.  Our missions committee had the privilege of interviewing a young woman who is planning to go and serve the Lord on the mission field.  Why was this a particular joy?  This young woman is the daughter of missionaries the church has supported for around 25 years.

Most of God's works are not done in a day.  Many take a lifetime to observe.  One of the joys of being permitted to grow older is to see some of those multi-generational works of God coming to fruition - to see with our own eyes the faithfulness of our God from generation to generation.

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