Generations

Over the past few weeks, I’ve been preparing and collecting old family documents for my family reunion last month. Included in this family history is my parents’ marriage certificate. In a twist of fate, I noticed that my wedding day was only one day before my parents’ wedding day. Since my mom died when I was young, I never really thought about when my parents were married. Trish and I picked the day only because it was available at the church we attended. I wonder what my dad was thinking that day? “Strange…close to this day I was starting my adult life with a new wife. Now, my son begins his…” Dad never mentioned anything, and he’s gone now so I can’t ask. Each generation goes through its firsts and lasts of significant events. Sometimes these memories bring pain, but they often bring good thoughts.

Zion of Petroleum Valley (while still young) is having a generational moment. This weekend, our new campus, Zion of Jefferson County, will join us for church and lunch afterwards. I remember getting our team together and wondering what the future holds. We received so much support from Zion in multiple venues. But now it’s time for us to pass on what we’ve received. This is another step in our growth as we have been sent, we now get to send along with Zion of Clarion County. This is fun! After a few more campuses, I may feel like a grampa.

Pastor Joe