Last Sunday, Skylar and Gene chatted in the hallway between services at our church. I secretly took this picture of them. (I showed them the photo later and got their permission to use it here.)
That day happened to be Gene’s 90th birthday – a fact I didn’t discover until later. Skylar is in her early teens.
Three-quarters of a century separates their ages. Gene has great-grandchildren older than Skylar.
On Monday through Saturday their lives could not look more different. But on Sunday mornings, that distance gets reduced to no wider than the space between their chairs. Keep reading
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