I’m sitting in Big O Donuts right now, and there’s a group of five elderly couples here. The men are at one table, the women at the other. I overheard the men talking about something they did together in high school. The ladies are talking about the sermon yesterday, and the men have their Bibles out. The store owner told them they were late; apparently this is a regular Monday occurrence.
I don’t know if the five couples from our Life Group will still be meeting together every Monday in 50 years, but I sure am thankful for their friendship, fellowship, and accountability today!