I forgot to add one of the cool things about yesterday. I had lunch with an older couple from church, and I’m more convinced than ever that multi-generational is the way that church- as in the local body of Christ- should be.
We spent a solid hour sharing stories of how God takes care of us and provides for all of our needs. I was encouraged by them, and hopefully they were encouraged by me.
Over pancit, beef and broccoli, rice, and chicken adobo, Jesus was glorified. It was as it should be.