My Dad retired this summer. His career spanned 40 years of ministry employment in three small church pastorates, in the Richland Correctional Institute (both as a business school administrator and as the President/Founder of Berean Institute offering Bible classes for inmates), and as a mentor/helper for pastors. I’m proud of what he was able to accomplish through all his years in ministry, and I’m honored to be following in his footsteps as a missionary / pastor.
Still, it seems like my Dad’s most enduring legacy (and hopefully mine someday, as well) may be his (and my Mom’s) family. We all converged in Kent over the past week, traveling in from Philadelphia, Fort Worth, and Cleveland: to celebrate my Dad’s retirement and to enjoy each other’s company.
It’s been a fun, full week.
We’ve eaten lots of good food (especially ice cream).
We’ve taken in a baseball game on an absolutely gorgeous summer evening.
We spent a day at the Munroe Falls Metro Park.
And we’ve sat around our houses, talking and playing games.
It’s been a lovely way to celebrate this milestone in my parents’ life, our family connections, and the end of the summer.