40 and Counting

When they met for the first time, they were barely grown-ups, young men in the military trying to figure out where they wanted to go in life. Half serious about serving their country, they wound up in Germany together, and befriended each other.

When they last saw each other, they had four years of military under their belts and had done some growing up. Doing life together in a house for the last three years, they all were new Christians trying to figure out what that all meant, this “walking with God” stuff. There had been lots of laughter mixed with a few tears, lots of praying, lots of deep discussion and silliness over stinky cheese and German words,  lots of midnight worship and everything in between.

Boys becoming men, one verse at a time. Boys becoming men, one discipline at a time. Boys becoming men, one friendship at a time.

One by one, they left Germany . Some had found European wives, others were leaving alone. They traveled back home, and started life on this side of the ocean. A few phone calls at first, a few Christmas cards, and then life just happened and wives and babies and baseball games. And the babies grew up and had babies themselves.

And forty years later, they all got together.



How does one catch up on forty years in forty eight hours?

Lots of laughter at first, and reminiscing on the epic stinky cheese episode and falling down the stairs from joy. Then they caught up about each other’s lives, and the kids and grand-kids, and the pains and the bragging. And Jesus, He remained the thread that kept them going all these years. Through the deepest joys and unspeakable pains.

Monika bakes Nussecken, and they all delight in the taste of the past.


One of them doesn’t walk too easily anymore. And this other one, he had a few heart attacks. Marriages have been attacked, and two of them didn’t make it through. And in the midst, some are poor and some are millionaires. And they all see that Jesus, He is the only thread that keeps them united as one.

These boys, they are now seasoned men. And every one of them, in their own way, they all discovered the same treasures. They all have learned the power of patience, they all understand the price of joy.

They each know that Jesus, He is the only thread that holds us together.


Sometimes, I link up with any or all of these wonderful writers: Hearts 4 Home,SDG, Hearts Reflected, WLW, EOA, Things I can’t say, Growing Home,Play Dates with God, Monday Musings, Hear it on Sunday,Inspire Me Monday, Tell me a Story, The Better Mom, a Mama’s Story, Into the Word, In and Around Mondays,OYHT, gratituesday,Titus2Tuesdays,Extraordinay,Lessons from Ivy,Denise in Bloom, Sweet Blessings, Faith Filled Friday,Finding Joy,WholeHearted Home, Mom’s the Word, Reclaiming a Redeemed Life, Still Saturday. Wildcrafting Wednesdays, WFMW, Tell His Story



  1. Barb, you catch the essence of relationship in your writing. We are all different, from background and worldview to marital and financial status. But then there is Jesus, who binds together the most unique characters with a red ribbon of love. One that binds but not constraints, one that brings connection where there was separation.
    I wish we could have been there! Next time….

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  2. Beautiful and heartfelt story Barbara. I love that the love of Jesus binds us together as family. What an amazing story of friendship and love. May we always treasure the jewels that Christ bring into our lives. Thank you so much for sharing today. I hope you have a wonderful weekend and blessings to you and yours!


  3. Such a beautiful story, Barbara. Oh, I can feel the connection with these men ~ these famlies built at the base of the cross. I’m convinced that relationships intertwined for the cause of Christ endure for the ages. What a neat reunion it must have been to witness and be part of. Such a blessing! Love this visit here today via #testimonyTuesday.


  4. I love this post. How blessed to have such a wonderful reunion. All have different stories to tell about life, but they all proclaim Jesus as Lord. Marvelous story. Thank you for sharing with us here at Tell me a Story.

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