Today I ate lunch with the older and wiser population who meet monthly at my church. I was the special guest of my 85 year old friend. As I loaded my styrofoam tray with all sorts of delicious but rather soft foods, I learned about how one must avoid nuts and hard food if you have new teeth. I also learned to move more slowly than usual.
I loved it! I love listening to older people who testify with all their might about the goodness of God, especially through trials. We listened to a speaker who shared his journey of escape from tribal warfare in Africa and his certainly of God’s work on his behalf through angelic, mysterious events.
I listened as I ate four kinds of casseroles but passed on the coconut cake. Even I have limits.
It has been a joyful, inspiring day.