For several hours this morning I followed some of the Mennonite World Conference and caught up on some of the aftermath of the Kansas City Convention. Someone noted that the youth were enthused by their experiences. Male and female youth of the College Mennonite Church wore uniform tee shirts of many colors. Ponder picture above.
I remarked to the pastor that when I was the age of those youth I wore a plain suit and all the young women wore cape dresses, and that I was glad the church can change.
When I said the same thing to my Old Order German Baptist friend he exclaimed with a smile, “I’m not glad. I wish everything was the same as it was fifty years ago.”
Fifty years ago I was part of a church that attempted to be uniform in attire. Now we are a part of a global community in conference at Harrisburg, Pennsylvania.
It is amazing that we can be a part of it though we are miles away. We come together though sometimes entertaining doubt that leads to a strong faith.
The Mennonites came from many nations of the world to be welcomed by Native Americans, and to be forgiven by them, and to hear their plea to move forward from this time onward. Here is another highlight recorded for us who can’t be there in person.