Later this month, Ken and I will celebrate our 15th wedding anniversary. That, in context with the previous post here, have me thinking how mysterious this life really is; how we never can really know what's coming down the road, and how we grow as we go along.
15 years ago, I was a different person, but still me. How does that work? Who knows?
I couldn't have known how my relationships with my kids (who are mine courtesy of Ken) could have grown and changed me. How time would gift me with two great people and their partners (and a baby granddaughter!)
How could I have known how greatly my understanding of God and God's role in my life would change? that associating with a group of women clergy and supporting them would become a major passion of my life?
Recently I took one of those Facebook quizzes that tells you what flower you are, who your evil twin is, etc. This one was about "which denomination should you be in?" and the answer I got was "Unitarian Universalist." It didn't surprise me...I once had a counseor, raised Episcopalian and worshipping Unitarian, say, "You sound awfully Unitarian to me." I'm not particularly orthodox. Looking at my beliefs in EFM has helped me to see that I believe a lot of church doctrine, but I would not fight for it. The virgin birth, for instance. I believe that God is totally capable of doing that, if God wants to. And if that were not to be the truth, it would not upset me at all.
How could I have guessed it would go that way? How could it be predicted? It couldn't. That's what makes life interesting, I guess.
Tonight I made mushroom stroganoff and walked the dogs and did laundry. Things are good. Life is good.