It seems incredible. And it seems so natural. At any rate, my Bishop has announced the date for my ordination to the holy priesthood: Palm Sunday, April 17, 2011. It's all set. I only felt butterflies for about two hours and then the grace of calm came back on its own.
But then, Bishop Bryan warned me that it was the weirdness after ordination I really needed to worry about. So, of course, like all goals long sought, it is more a new beginning than a destination.
But still, I rejoice at the end of a long, long part of my life's journey. And, further, am so grateful to so many people along the way. And, more than that, grateful to The Holy One for being in my life from such an early age, taking me through so many experiences unscathed, and finally, bringing the fairly amazing circumstances of the last two years to fruition. But, just like adoption or natural childbirth, all that preparation time is very nearly forgotten once the baby arrives and you have to worry about everything else.
So, the baby arrives in less than a month. I'm as ready as I'll ever be. I'm praying and crossing all my fingers and toes that the "baby" is well-formed, healthy, and beautiful. He'll have a long, long life. O God! All my hopes are pinned on him, and yet, again, as any good parent, it is my own relationship with my 'wife'---my own soul, and the Divine Himself, that is even yet more important than this offspring of our union. Another wild ride in a life of wild rides.
