I'm sure we'll talk

So John and I met in person this weekend five years ago, and pretty much spent all our waking hours from Saturday evening, to the wee hours of Monday morning, visiting and talking. Some one on one conversation, and some in groups at church, and at the Ervins house, but all enjoyable as we got to know one another. I remember the evening ending with John taking my hands like in the picture above and saying, "I'm sure we'll talk," before he left SC to go back to WI. Five years later we're still talking :-)
It's fun to look back on happy memories, to see the beginnings of God taking the solitary and making a family (Psalm 68), and good to remember the Lord's mercies and answers to prayer.