We are here to serve

High School seniors breakfast tradition
The Juniors served the Seniors breakfast in the gym yesterday.
High school father and son
Parents weren’t invited. i asked, school officials said yes. Nice photo bomb Jackson.

We are here to serve.

The High School (HS) Juniors traditionally serve the Seniors breakfast in the final weeks of the school year.

It was fun to “sneak” in as a parent and hang out for a few minutes. This only happens once for some some parents.

There’s no way as a HS Senior i could have ever fathomed the parental milestone HS graduation brings to parents.

At 60, now i get it.

It’s a big deal.

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I Hate Hearing From My Friends

What I mean is I hate hearing when tragedy happens. Two days ago an email shared the news that one of our college buddies had a tragedy. His teenage son died of a drug overdose.

Can you even fathom this? I can not.

For our friend, this probably makes 9/11 look like a picnic.

May I simply ask anyone reading this to try to absorb some of his pain?

Tragedy strikes us all. None of is immune from this. Perhaps this is the time when we are tempted to believe God doesn’t exist.

God never said life would be easy, He simply promises we will not walk alone. Our big challenge is to actually believe this when horrific tragedy is our shadow.