When I was growing up, my dad's brother and his family lived a block away. They had three boys. The oldest boy, Steve, was two years older than me, then Mark, then me, and then Chris. When we were kids, they were the closest thing I had to brothers. We were together a lot when we were growing up.
Over the years, we moved on and moved away to college and marriage and children of our own. We only seemed to see each other at funerals.
Within the last month, we've spent some time at happy family occasions. Their parents had their 50th wedding anniversary and Steve's oldest son got married. It has been wonderful reconnecting with them, getting to know their nearly adult children and watching the next generation get to know each other.
I've included a link to an article about my cousin Mark and the ministry he founded in Des Moines. Mark is a man of deep faith who is living that out everyday. Congratulations to Mark and all the staff and volunteers who make Freedom for Youth so important for so many.
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