When We Are Old and Gray...

In following some of the continuing coverage of the accident, I came across this story. This past Saturday, two women from the Taylor University Class of 1929 reunited on the Upland campus for the first time since their 50 year reunion in 1979. Dorothy, 99, and Althea, 100, were roommates during their Taylor days, and have kept in touch all these years through letters and birthday cards.

The providentially planned reunion, according to the Chronicle-Tribune article, "helped ease the pain for many on campus." I love God's tenderness in the timing.

I also love that these two women are still friends, and that 77 years after their time on campus, their hearts still break for Taylor. When she first heard of the accident, "I was sad, as though it was my own family," Dorothy said while struggling to maintain her composure. "I was really touched."

With the 4th annual 3G'02 reunion coming up next weekend, this story is especially sweet. Thank you, Lord, for Dorothy and Althea, and for the lovely ladies of Third Gerig. May our friendship endure until we are old and gray, and then for all eternity, for we have that hope as an anchor.