I get a little more acquainted with the aging process every time I complete a senior session where I’ve known the “kid” since they were much younger. Zach was maybe 9 or 10 when I met him. I think I might have been taller than him, but I can’t be certain. He is now 6’5″. Maybe taller. I’m pretty sure my prespective is skewed since he’s at least a foot taller than me. After an entire foot, who cares? The point is, I’m short and he’s not. I had to stand on a 3 foot ladder to get some of these photos. Anyway, height is one matter and age is an entirely different matter. Zach was this pre-teen kid, running around the parking lot after church when I met him. Now he’s a godly young man, ready to head off to college. Of course up until the time I wrote this post, he’s the only one that’s aged in my mind! Then I remember the gray hairs on my head, notice a few new wrinkles and remember that my 20 year high school reunion is this year. Eek. In the words of Dolly Parton, “Time marches on and sooner or later, you realize it is marching across your face.”
We’re looking forward to what God has in store for your future, Zach!





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